Washington Post: “Legendary crooner Don Ho, who entertained tourists for decades wearing raspberry-tinted sunglasses and singing the catchy signature tune “Tiny Bubbles,” has died. He was 76.”

I never got to see him, but my sister did. She reported to me that Ho had the decency to confess to his audience that he was sick of “Tiny Bubbles,” but he performed it any way. As kitschy professionals go, Don Ho was sui generis.