I am the singer.

"Well," you begin, "I'll do the singing. I didn't spend all those years in choir for nothing."

"You can sing?" asked Allison. "Let's hear something, you Idol you."

You launch into one of your favorite songs, "Too Much Time on My Hands" by Styx.

"OK," she says after hearing you, "I stand corrected. Now we need a bass player, and maybe a rhythm guitarist. And a drummer, of course."