Alex Willebrand

Senior, Baritone

We were minding our own business one day, trying to decipher the strange messages we were picking up from beyond the stars, when we heard trumpets, then drums, then the booming sound of footsteps. Rushing outside, we found a whole Aladdin scene on our street. Dancers in beautiful dresses, gold and jewels and every precious item you could imagine, and sitting atop a diamond throne, was the man himself. Although he’s never given us his exact lineage, we know Alex Willebrand comes from royalty. I mean, just look at him. A face that’s equal parts soothing and punchable. The perfect prince. He told us he found the ruling business to be lacking in what he called “whimsy and funny stuff”, so he decided to ditch his crown and robes and change into a comfy sweater and some nice khakis. We weren’t sure if he could even sing, but we were so enticed by the riches, we let him in anyways. Thankfully, Alex was trained early on by the greatest musicians the world over, so his voice is pretty decent, and he can play Wonderwall on the guitar, but only if everyone is very quiet and he can focus.