Timothy, a true mockingbird,  could imitate anyone, Vladimir Putin, Ronald Reagan, Billy Mays, Madonna,  any of the British royals, Lady Gaga . . . anyone.  He was growing frantic, though; if he didn’t develop a style of his own, he’d be condemned to B list hotel lounges doing Elvis, Bruce Springsteen and Tom Jones requests for drunk tourists and road warriors for the rest of his life . . .