I can sing really low, and only sort of high. I love music so much I would eat it for breakfast. I will probably never be famous. Strangers seem to like my covers, though. My ukulele is named Marius, and he travels everywhere with me. We've been to several states, have played in parks, in mountains, in houses, on stages, in tornado shelters, in bathrooms, and on busy downtown streets at night while drunken passerby's applaud and give us their leftover chicken wings from Hooters. It's been quite a ride. 

Mike Elwood and the is following