Recently, at the end of a meeting, several of my colleagues were waxing eloquent about how wonderfully Bruno Mars sings. I had only known him as someone who performed the half-time show at the Super Bowl and I didn’t remember anything about that gig.
I simply don’t get why this guy is supposed to be so special, but that could easily be my failure to appreciate greatness when I see it. Here he sings for his niece and nephew. Even if you aren’t captivated by the song, the kids are charming.