What Manner of Fresh Hell Is This?
I took piano lessons for two years, and I played “We Are The World” at my second recital when I was about nine or ten. I thought I was fly for playing a popular song, only to realize that everyone would be able to tell when I messed up, which I did – twice. Haven’t really played the piano since. Anyway, that little childhood memory is not nearly as painful as watching these Japanese impersonators doing an almost dead-on rendition of “We Are The World.” Yes, Stevie, Lionel, Michael, Tina, all in brownface, the works. I have to love Japanese people, they do any old thing. Fresh hell, I tell you.