Twas’ the night of Auditions, and all through the place Not a low voice was stirring, not one single bass The Streeters were hung on their seats, listening with care In hopes that merry voice would soon be there Kevin and Webster and Kirk looked around They knew they were waiting for a festive sound Finally came a song so deep and artistic It made the group wonder if the voice was Saint Nick Silver bells rung out everywhere, so loud and so clear It was not Saint Nick, but Ben(!), that was finally here

Nicknames: Ben

Voice Part: Definitely a bass

Solos: Suddenly I See, Creeks

Hometown: New York

Major: TBD

Bad Habits: Overreacting to small projectiles, laughter that is disruptively contagious. Friend of stairs everywhere.