52 Reasons to Buy My Music - #1

Once, while singing Karma Police at a karaoke bar, I made a young lady swoon. I had never made someone swoon before, and was elated with myself. She bought me a drink or two; we chatted. She was a successful fashion boutique owner from LoDo in her early thirties. She was adorable. We went on a date later that week. She probably realized I was a little crazy or something. Most of my dates end with the girl never calling me or answering my phone calls again. The moral of this story seems to be that music is all I have to offer the human intellect.