Today, while driving over to Katherine's to use her computer (which I'm now on), I tuned into my beloved KOIT and am somewhat embarassed to say that "I Hope You Dance" by some country bumpkin was playing, and I secretly love that song. Looking back on the Chaka Khan fiasco, I thought, Fuck it, and sang my little heart out.
I was rewarded with George Michael's "Faith" and Bill Whithers "Ain't No Sunshine." Needless to say, I've pretty much lost my voice. KOIT rules.