Oh Holy Night

h/t Charles Downey. There has to be some kind of award for singing like this. I mean, the testicular fortitude it takes to get in front of an audience and sing like the Florence Foster Jenkins of lounge lizards requires a level of bravery that few war vets could ever summon. So let it be known, I would sell most of my prize possessions for a ticket to see this man sing at Carnagie Hall.