In daily life he seemed reserved. Bashful. You would not give this small man in a suit a second glance. You would be very wrong.

This man was The Elvis of Malaysia, The Singing Lawyer. He could paint your portrait in oils while serenading you in three languages and then sue your pants off. He once sang in the street and 100,000 people stopped to hear, several of whom died from intense pleasure. He hosted a game show which he won every week. He was eventually assassinated by Stock, Aitken & Waterman by making him sing with Kylie.

But it is not until you open the cassette and look inside that you know just who you are dealing with.

There is no way I am going to upload music by Sudirman here. He would come back to life and rip my spine out. Then sue me.

Instead we will have Jenny.

Click to see her mole.

Say what you like about her vibrato, she can sure belt it out. The windows rattle and the dogs howl for miles. I used a little bit of this on one of my own recordings. Maybe you can spot it.