@AndyShore For this story to make any sense, you need to know two things first. One, there is no exhaust fan in the bathroom of my apartment. Instead, there is a window. The thing is, the window is in the shower. Granted, it’s frosted and you can’t see in or out. The window opens from both the top and bottom. It goes from just above my junk to just over my head. Generally when I take a shower, I crack the top part a little bit. The other thing you need to know is that outside of that window is a large parking lot used by the doctors offices that are part of the hospital I live near. I suppose there is a third thing you should probably know…I tend to sing in the shower.
I guess in a way this all started Wednesday. I was watching the Voice finale results show. Finalist Vicci Martinez did a “Drops of Jupiter” duet with Train lead singer Pat Monahan. For proof of how much I dug this duet, here is a tweet of mine from that night:
“Has enough time passed that “Drops of Jupiter” isn’t a guilty pleasure? If no, forget I asked. This never happened. #thevoice”
Last night I was taking a shower before going to bed. With my ADD, I sometimes start singing in the shower without even realizing it. Somewhere in the middle of “Drops of Jupiter,” I realized I was not the only one singing. First, panic set in. I knew I was the only one in my apartment, as my brother is back in Chicago for the holiday. I was trying to remember if I locked my front door. Then it hit me. The other singing voice had been coming from outside in the parking lot. I looked down to see a female nurse, my presumed duet partner, and two security guards laughing hysterically. I quickly shut the window, as I heard the laughter continue from outside. Sure I was embarrassed, but would have been much more so had they come by moments earlier when I was singing “Edge of Glory.”
Laugh all you want about me singing Lady Gaga, but I won’t apologize. That song is catchy as shit. Bill Simmons agrees with me. He tweeted about it being impossible to get out of his brain, weeks after we both saw Gaga perform the song at the American Idol finale results show. Plus, The Big Man himself, Clarence Clemons (RIP) solos in the song. Besides, there’s plenty else to laugh at in this story.