What separates the bulk of weird, wackaloon amateur singer/songwriters from someone like Wesley Willis or Daniel Johnston? Talent, certainly, but the math alone insists there are more than those scattered gems among the depths of crazy people with microphones. And occasionally you stumble across one that, at first glance, is just another hilarious nutter, but upon deeper examination ... well, is a hilarious nutter with that something special.Today, I present Mark Gormley. Despite his strange, high, ululating voice and uber-dork demeanor, there's something strangely appealing about Gormley. Maybe it's just sleep deprivation or low-blood sugar or something, but I have to say that this song is actually pretty great, in a way similar to how Johnston is great. The difference is, no one famous is talking this dude up, really. But that's okay, Mark. I still think you're awesome. Feel the magic after the jump.
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