That made me think of an old friend. He used to play at a lot of dive bars in Keansburg NJ ( real blue collar town full of dive bars ) and he was so bad he was good. I mean after a while of his 2 / 4 steady beat on his drum machine, singing out of Rhythm, and his non senseical doodling on the keyboard you just had to laugh and have a good time. He always worked pretty steady and when I tried polietly to help him with the Rhythm of his singing he would just make an excuse and let it go.