I was quite impressed when a guy I met told me he was a musician. When he invited me to watch him perform I got to the bar early, to make sure of a good seat.
Let's just say it wasn't quite what I expected! He appeared on the little stage with a washboard, cymbals and a ukelele all attached to his body somehow. The finale of his act saw him whip a metal kazoo from his pocket!
At first I was looking to escape as soon as I could, but to be honest he was really skilled, and the roar of the crowd kind of won me over.
We're still together, and these days I'm proud to introduce him as a kazoo player who tinkers with other instruments at times.