Karaoke Review 09-28

As on every Sunday, Mele my Karaoke Bitch threw things at me & called me the Karaoke Nazi, & cried & whined about how I don’t care how he feels & how sometimes he feels so alone & he misses his dollhouse, etc.   Actually I don’t know if he said that, but he might as well have since I wasn’t listening.   Anyway.

Paging my Karaoke Bitch.

Early in the evening we were joined by a Better Than Ezra/The Calling/Def Leppard (!!)-singing guitarist from a popular local band whose name will go unmentioned, since I try not to reveal identities in this blog. 

I Feel Love

Recognize this song from the Summersonic Festival? Well it wasn’t even originally by Bronski Beat. It’s Donna Summer. Hehe. But how I love Marc Almond.

Karaoke Review 09-21

Last night was distinguished by a few things.

1. I didn’t get piss-ass drunk.   Well, I did, but only for a little while.   Early in the evening a cute (He plays soccer, ok?) ex-co-worker of mine showed up.   When I worked with him he was a sarcastic jerk & I didn’t like him.   His younger brother, who could be his twin almost, is a cheerful, happy-go-lucky regular at our place, & I’ve been open with him about my experience.   My ex-co-worker walked in, rather jolly & relaxed-looking, & my brain identified him as his younger brother, & during some light banter I referenced again my experience of my ex-co-worker… except, as I discovered, I was telling it to him.   Which was awesome.   In an embarrassing way.

Karaoke Review 09-14

Me trying to sing Mary Jane with Mele heckling me

The night started out with a surprise, if short, visit from KK, who had survived the amorous assault of a rather cute but verbally diarrheic girl at the Hut on Friday night.   We were still chuckling about it, & then he & T discussed poker for awhile before he finished his Level pres & went back to work.

It wasn’t really a singing night, at least for me.   There was a brand new bottle of Corralejo Anejo.   It’s funny how one can view one’s destruction & not feel the frantic need to avoid it.

Sowing The Seeds of Love

Anything is possible!

Karaoke Review: 09-07

At 4 this morning I was lying on the grass in my backyard, having dog saliva anxiously administered to my face as I lay there listening to the 4Copas – I mean, my heartbeat – pound in my head, contemplating throwing up.   In the end I got up & crawled back into the house because I didn’t want the dogs to eat my vomit.

I didn’t throw up, though, because in the end I always remember that it’s bad for my vocal cords.   I know.   I’m a freaking dork.

Anyway.

Early in the evening 4 very friendly customers came in, &  set them up with drinks & the karaoke book, from which the immediately turned in 8 songs.   And then they started singing.   Immediately T took me on the side to say, “I forgot to warn you.”

Atomic

Your hair is beautiful!

I recall

This is a recording of one of my heroes, Joni Mitchell, performing “Both Sides Now.” Be careful with the volume; it opens with startlingly loud applause.   Whoever was standing onstage with the cassette recorder was a little too close, but the crisp guitar notes & Joni’s beautiful voice are better too loud than too soft.