An Exclusive Interview with Myself

I recently had the luxury of sitting down with myself to conduct an exclusive interview.  Having interviewed and/or spoken to several artists just like myself, I was definitely looking forward to the conversation regarding various topics.  However, while on a surface level, Mike seems like a wonderful person, in my own humble opinion, it became increasingly apparent as our interview unfolded that he doesn’t handle questions very well—you decide.

Mike:  So, what was the inspiration behind this interview with your self?

Mike:  Well Mike, I think a one-half serving of Playboy’s Playmate of the Month interviews, and God knows what else—I hadn’t really thought that far ahead.  It’s like the story behind the breasts, except—I don’t have breasts.

Mike:  Well, we should probably be moving forward to the first question.

What are your biggest turn-ons?

Mike:  Wait, isn’t this the second question?—never mind.  I guess you’re the expert.  Hmm, turn-ons… definitely when someone asks good questions—and a sense of humor: I like that.  You seem to lack one of these traits.

Mike:  What are your biggest turn-offs?

Mike:  Talking to myself: this conversation is over.  Just kidding.

Mike:  What’s the worst place for a guy to hit on you?

Mike:  Pretty much anywhere.  I had a guy hit on me at a bar a few months ago—I was shocked by his horrible singing voice, and he was taken aback by my preference for vagina.

Mike:  What’s the worst pick-up line you’ve ever heard?

Mike:  It’s less of a pickup line, and more of an effort to get my attention.  The same guy I mentioned previously was snapping pictures of me from the table next to ours trying desperately to make eye contact with me—I think he had his fair share of wine that night and was craving some Italian.

Mike:  What’s the best or most creative pick-up line you’ve ever heard?

Mike:  What is it with you and pickup lines?   I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone use a pickup line on me before—I’ve had someone buy me a drink.  Does that count?  My roommate asked me once if my parents were retarded—I said, no.  He then qualified this with “you’re pretty special.”

Mike:  What approach is most likely to work with you?

Mike:  Are we talking about boys or girls?  Honestly, where the hell are you getting these questions from?

Mike:  What signals do you give to a man when you want him to make the first move?

Mike:  You seriously took these questions straight out of a Playboy Playmate of the Month interview, didn’t you?  Did you consider reversing the gender to make this appropriate and applicable in terms of a standard interview?  What can someone possibly walk away with here?  They’ve learned nothing about me!  Can you ask me something meaningful?  I don’t know—perhaps something about my new website that just launched, or maybe my new E.P. that just went on sale today?  How about something about iTunes, and how they take 33% of an artist’s profits right off the top, and how it’s better to buy the music directly off an independent artist’s website.  Maybe something about buying my new CD online at http://www.mikevitalemusic.com.

[At this point, I seem noticeably flustered].

Mike:  I’ll ask the questions, thank you very much.  Have you ever been in a situation when two men competed for your attention at the same time? Who won, and why?

Mike:  This is ridiculous—I’m done [removing microphone from collar and throwing it on my chair as I walk away].