The library is open on Sundays from 1 - 5. Stonecold thinks this is a perfect time to let "new artists" debut their sound styles. Ai, Caramba.
Downstairs, at this very moment, a man is singing. Well, HE thinks he is singing. It is also clear he fancies himself a cross between Rueben Stoddard, Luciano Pavarotti and James Ingram...with some Ray Charles and James Brown thrown in for good measure.
Unfortunately, his voice breaks and creaks on the high notes, he is tone deaf and the tunes are mangled by his lack of ability to hear himself....mostly all he has going for him is volume.
Patrons have asked us to shut him up (sorry, we can't--he's a friend of the boss), have asked for aspirin and one man described it as "a dying bull having illicit relations with a goat." My grandmother would say "If I heard that coming over the back fence, I would throw shoes at it. He sounds like ten days of bad weather dragged through a knothole backwards." Seriously, this is nails on the blackboard bad.
I don't want to destroy his dream, but his dream is interfering with other people's ability to hear themselves think!