We had Thai in a cute little Thai spot on Pitt Street.
Then we walked through to park en route to Central station, where we came upon a man who looked a little like a hippy, chilled out, blonder version of Julian Assange. He was seated on a bench, with a keyboard mounted on a stand and he was pressing down a bunch of chords while singing in an in-tune, nasal and easy listening version of Kelly Clarkson's "Because of you". He was smiling, nodding affably at us, while the wind ruffled his floppy mop (like Hugh Grant in Notting Hill) and not at all putting in the angst that Because of you requires. It is a break-up song after all.
Think the beginning of If God was one of us by Joan Osborne-- before she launches into the song-- but ten times slower. That's how he was singing.
As compared to:
It was hysterical.
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