I'll start. I was in a blues band with a very talented singer who could learn lyrics and sing them like no one else I've worked with. We had a good and popular band in the Akron, OH area. I knew him 4 years. The thing is, every single thing he said about himself in previous bands and who he played with in Nashville, his jobs, etc., were complete fabrications. He claimed to sing for Stacy Mitchhart in Nashville. He claimed he was a singer who's jams well known country stars used to come to the singer's jams in their younger days. You get the idea. It dawned on me and the band when I asked Stacy in a trip to Nashville if he ever heard of the singer. Nope. I asked around at all the places in Nashville he said he knew people. Nope. A couple of us decided to show up at the hotel he said he was a manager at to take him to a power lunch. They said they didn't have anyone there by that name. Turns out,he was a permanent welfare case who did DJ karaoke on the side. That's where he learned the music. Looking back, no wonder he had to leave so many social events to "do a favor" for a bar to"fill in" as a DJ for them. He did an awful lot of filling in! I doubt he was actually ever in a band before. Just a drunk DJ wannabe. He could sing, I'll give him that.