I’m a singer songwriter. I’m a voice actor. I’m a puppeteer. I’m a dancer by day and a storyteller by night
I do things like recite entire verses to M.C. Hammer songs to make my baby smile.
When I dance I limp. My son doesn’t notice. When I sing I am monotone- but he listens as though I were Pavarotti.
He thinks my curious George impression is perfect. He never cares about the source material- and to be honest I think I’m more into the silliness than him – at 3 months old.
When you see me skip instead of walk. When I start adding vibrato to the itsy bitsy spider. If you catch me rehearsing voices for the Jungle Book.
I’m getting ready for whatever Saturday Morning cartoons means in 2019.