Don't get me wrong. There's a time and a place for organized public singing. Karaoke bars, for instance. Even a nice concert, where your horribly out-of-tune voice can be drowned out by the thousands of sweating, screaming fans. The national anthem. You get my drift. I even believe in the OCCASIONAL outburst of song. I'm not going to look down upon someone jubilantly singing after their great day.
What I'm talking about are the people (girls) who seem to function as a group, singing a song. And not just the occasional outburst. The whole thing. I don't know about you, but I've heard Katy Perry's "California Girls" enough without hearing it from your tone-deaf mouth, thanks. Add a few of your friends and it's pure torture. Oh, you're getting prepared for something? Practicing? Well, that's just dandy. I guess my eardrums will now have to practice drowning out your dead-cow voice.
Thanks Zac Efron, but High School Musical is over.
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