I’m unbearable about karaoke. In my place in London it is functionally impossible to come round and have drinks without me at some point insisting it’s karaoke time. I’m a show off cause I believe I should have been a famous singer but was prevented by a tragic lack of any actual musical ability except a nice singing voice which I am steadily destroying with cigs. My current standards are Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O’Connor and You Got It by Roy Orbison
