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I see your sarcastic intent, and I'll raise you....

My favorite kind is that banal screeching where the singer lands either above or below the pitch on every single goddamn note and makes your teeth feel like they're being subjected to a dentists drill without novocaine. For example, Michael Boltens version of, How Am I Supposed To Live Without You. Doesn't get any better than that, baby.

But seriously, all the members of the Rat Pack from the era you're talking about were pretty damn talented and put our some awesome music.

This is specifically bizaare.