Song sung bloody awful

Today, I present to you a bit of a zinger. As you may have gathered from previous posts, Julie has a preternatural knack for not getting the message across. However, she does have another talent, one of producing on-the-spot pithy put-downs...

Yesterday, Julie and myself decided to have a wander around town. As we got to the main pedestrian area, we could hear the strains of an acoustic guitar.
As we drew closer, we realised that the word strains applied as much to his vocal abilities as his guitar playing. Now, as the phrase goes, read on...

See what I mean? Utter win. Ye gods, I love this woman.