Take away the campy costumes, the silly stage antics and the goofy (albeit clever) lyrics and you wont have nearly as good of a time, but youll still have some absurdly talented sons of guns and Mike Mitscheles uncanny
falsetto and amazing versatility ... not to mention his undeniable charisma. Seriously, the guy has more than just range. Hes a total chameleon with vocal chops that can manage virtually any type of melody or tune this band
happens to fancy at any given moment. And again, thats variety to the extreme when youre talking about the Champs.