Music Playing for Your Ears Only

I have a personal issue with public singers.
I'm not talking about a street performing group, I can even appreciate the occasional karaoke.
But that is in the proper venue.

I mean people who randomly burst into song, in public, often confined spaces, where music is definitely not playing.

Such an occasion arose recently on the bus. It's rush hour, there are lots of people shoved into a small space and what everyone wants, almost more than to be off the bus and at their destination, is to sit in peace imagining the groaning hulk of the bus is really the gentle purr of their own chauffered town car; free of derelicts and their smells that one so often encounters through public transit.
This image is completely impossible to achieve when someone sitting in front of you spontaneously bursts into an off-key rendition of the latest Ke$ha beat. Aside from being instantly annoyed, I usually follow several steps to both reaffirm my annoyance and my sanity:

First, I look around to see if others notice this social fauxpas.
I could be hearing things, I dont want to get worked up over nothing, and I frequently get lost in my own silent thoughts.
After establishing that others have also been audibly raped by this inconsiderate songstress, I then immediately search for the presence of headphones. It's one thing to sing along to the song playing on your iPod, it's quite another to verbalize whatever tune happens to be in your head at the moment. Still unacceptable, but I take solace in establishing exactly what kind of crazy I am dealing with.
And make no mistake, it is crazy we are discussing here.
What brain pattern of any normal person would lead you to think that it is acceptable to force others to listen to your ramblings, let alone your musical ramblings? If you truly believed in your talent, you would be performing through the appropriate channels.  If your rendition of various artists was convincing, you would be singing karaoke, if you actually had talent, you might be working on a record deal or something of the like, if you think you are being discreet and no one can hear you, we can, and you aren't.
There are few caveats and they require elaborate planning, serious on-location credibility, or possibly, an LSD trip.

So please, unless you are trying to coordinate a spontaneous dance number from West Side Story with strangers on the street, or unless you are accompanied by a governess or surrounded by hills that are in fact alive with the sounds of music, there is no excuse.


No Excuse!