Why Don’t You Do Right? - Jessica Rabbit
I am SO jealous of lounge singers. They all seem to manage to make their voices sound like sex on satin sheets.
I’d describe my singing voice as more folksy, which is cute and all but less satin and more the camp blanket that you take to outdoor concerts and picnics and crap like that and has leaves and twigs stuck in it from god knows when.
If that’s your thing, good for you, but I’ll take a gin and tonic in a dark bar over a beer in the park any day. It’s a matter of taste.