Karaoke, part 2: The Reckoning.
So last night I was gonna go see Modest Mouse at the Astoria, but they sold out. Sell-outs. That's alright though, 'cause everyone says they suck live. Instead I decided to go to the Pint Pot for Karaoke Night!
If you remember last time, I sang Green Day's "Basket Case" with much aplomb, bombast, and ballyhoo. I also encouraged all American students abroad to vote for Nader. So this time I wanted to resurrect my falsetto skills and perform The Darkness' "Growing On Me". For those of you (old people) who don't know The Darkness, they're like Queen plus AC/DC meets Elton John's wardrobe divided by Mutt Lange squared. Iron Maiden with power ballads. Queen without Radio Ga-Ga. I discovered I have decent falsetto pipes around this time last year. I remember singing the whole album when the whole Cider House painted itself blue and became Smurfs for Halloween.
Apparently I did alright last night. You'd have to ask someone else for sure. I was talking to this girl. And then I sang. And then I played a quiz game. And then some girl with bushy eyebrows grabbed my heinie. I was shocked. I'm not used to that sort of thing. I immediately grabbed her hand, pinned her down, and began plucking her eyebrows. Shame on these indecent, unkempt Britons.
Anyway, real good time last night. Gave Meghan a piggy back ride up three flights of stairs. Can't quite walk today.
What else is up? I am doing a scene from Romeo and Juliet at the Globe for my final. I'm Capulet, and I am pissed off. It's a lot of fun to act on that awesome stage. I get to say things like "whining maumet" and "tallow-face". It's good to be acting again. It's my big return to the theatre after the one-two punch of IN THE ST. NICK OF TIME and CHICKEN LITTLE in first and second grade. Yea, like John Travolta before me, I am experiencing a rebirth. I will have photographs soon.
This weekend is:
Comedy Club
Liter of Stella Artois
Showers
Pizza Hut Buffet
Atonement
Here's a nice picture of me (not at all hungover) and Dani in the Louvre.
If you remember last time, I sang Green Day's "Basket Case" with much aplomb, bombast, and ballyhoo. I also encouraged all American students abroad to vote for Nader. So this time I wanted to resurrect my falsetto skills and perform The Darkness' "Growing On Me". For those of you (old people) who don't know The Darkness, they're like Queen plus AC/DC meets Elton John's wardrobe divided by Mutt Lange squared. Iron Maiden with power ballads. Queen without Radio Ga-Ga. I discovered I have decent falsetto pipes around this time last year. I remember singing the whole album when the whole Cider House painted itself blue and became Smurfs for Halloween.
Apparently I did alright last night. You'd have to ask someone else for sure. I was talking to this girl. And then I sang. And then I played a quiz game. And then some girl with bushy eyebrows grabbed my heinie. I was shocked. I'm not used to that sort of thing. I immediately grabbed her hand, pinned her down, and began plucking her eyebrows. Shame on these indecent, unkempt Britons.
Anyway, real good time last night. Gave Meghan a piggy back ride up three flights of stairs. Can't quite walk today.
What else is up? I am doing a scene from Romeo and Juliet at the Globe for my final. I'm Capulet, and I am pissed off. It's a lot of fun to act on that awesome stage. I get to say things like "whining maumet" and "tallow-face". It's good to be acting again. It's my big return to the theatre after the one-two punch of IN THE ST. NICK OF TIME and CHICKEN LITTLE in first and second grade. Yea, like John Travolta before me, I am experiencing a rebirth. I will have photographs soon.
This weekend is:
Comedy Club
Liter of Stella Artois
Showers
Pizza Hut Buffet
Atonement
Here's a nice picture of me (not at all hungover) and Dani in the Louvre.