Within that tough pretty-boy exterior is a gentle crooner wanting to express himself. And after years of suppressing my singing talent, I finally let it out, and boy, did that part of me make full use of it. I cut a record deal with this small time record producer from Tampa. He came up with a concept which at that time appealed to me. I wanted to have this World Music vibe and he gave me something that I thought would sell. He had me change my name and within days, I made a record. The record producer wanted to package me as an alternative musician. He had me in suspenders, lederhosen and a weird Swiss hat. I belted, crooned, and yodeled my heart out. And from that came a CD that I thought was one big piece of shit. Looking back, I realized I shouldn’t have listened to that misbegotten voice, telling me I’m a world class singer similar to Sinatra. I eventually destroyed all traces of the recordings and swore that I will not mention it again. I guess opening up about it now will set me free! It feels so good to be liberated! Now you know, and just in time for Halloween!
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