This Week's Homework -- The Living Room Concert

Better late than never, I present my answer to this week's homework, in which Scalzi asks:

Weekend Assignment #33: You can have any person, past or present, sing any song for you that you want. What is the song, and who is singing it for you?

Extra credit: Name a singer you wish you could sing like, but can't. So that means even those of you with excellent voices have to pick someone you can't sing like.

All righty then.  It's something of a two-parter, as I couldn't really decide.  I mean, my favorite singer in the whole wide world is an Australian musical theatre type named Anthony Warlow, about whom I drooled in an entry last year.  (He's really, really good.  Pull up this link to his "Jekyll & Hyde" on Amazon and listen to the sample from, say, track 2.)  So my first thought is that I'd want Anthony Warlow to sing for me -- and, frankly, I don't care what, although I'd lean toward something Sondheim-y.

And then I thought -- well, that's all well and good, but if I had one person come into my living room and perform for me, it would have to be...  well, did you know that Hugh Jackman won a Tony this year for a musical called "The Boy from Oz" in which he played Peter Allen?  And he did a great big booty-shaking finale of "I Go to Rio"?  You put Hugh Jackman in my living room performing "I Go to Rio" and I don't think I'd stop smiling for weeks.

As for the extra credit, I, um, can't sing.  It's horrible for someone who loves musical theatre as much as I do.  I would love to be able to perform, but I completely lack the ability.  But when I sing along with recordings in the privacy of my own car, I prefer the great big songs and imagine I have a great big voice.  So, I think I'd like to sing like someone like Cher -- she might not be so hot at the delicate interpretive moments, but that girl can belt.