On 24 June 1945, one of the most wond'rous voices was born, a Colin Blunstone.  Why he is so appealing, I don't know.  He sings "incorrectly" (i.e. breathy), but I love his voice anyway.  Unfortunately, he's never gotten the acclaim that he should.  Meh.  Anyhoo, here's two examples of the gloriousness of his voice.  The "Going to a Go-Go" is a little rough, but it's funny for nostalgia's sake.  Then again, the one from the 80's could be seen as nostalgia, too--gotta love those 1980's fashions!

One of these days, I'm going to see the fellows, even if I have to travel out of my comfort zone.

(Edited: For some reason, I had two of the same video up there....damn YouTube and their weird embedding methods!)

Also, I've been a day off with all my rememberances!  I mean, c'mon! If I can't remember the day a fucking comedy God as Moe Howard was born, chances are that I'd forget the birth of a man who I think sounds like God would (if He could sing.)