someone get me a room full of drunken Japanese businessmen, stat!
I had my Remington's cherry popped last night at my first-ever Rudes' karaoke night. Not many people were there, probably due to the debate, but it was a grand night out nonetheless. I like to think I made an impression on people there; several just seemed impressed that somebody actually sang "Weird Science."
Also fun is the recurring question people have when they first meet me: "How many have you had?" That's just me, pally. That's just me.
But using a microphone takes some getting used to, man. How else to explain the difficulties I had trying to sing Harry Nilsson's "Coconut"? Still, I may have pulled that one off, in my own Hefnerian fashion. The DJ, who has seen many bad singers up there in his time, simply remarked with a stunned, "...wow" to my performance. When I asked if that was good or bad, he said, "It's just... wow."
I dare say I rocked "Dead Man's Party" (they have TWO Oingo Boingo songs! YAY!), even if my voice was so hoarse by that point that I could barely hit the notes on "Don't run away, it's only me." I went in there last night with a mildly sore throat, and now I can barely speak, but it was worth it.
Next time, I'm doing Jim Carrey's take on "I Am The Walrus" and maybe, just maybe, Meat Loaf's "Rock and Roll Dreams Come True."
Also fun is the recurring question people have when they first meet me: "How many have you had?" That's just me, pally. That's just me.
But using a microphone takes some getting used to, man. How else to explain the difficulties I had trying to sing Harry Nilsson's "Coconut"? Still, I may have pulled that one off, in my own Hefnerian fashion. The DJ, who has seen many bad singers up there in his time, simply remarked with a stunned, "...wow" to my performance. When I asked if that was good or bad, he said, "It's just... wow."
I dare say I rocked "Dead Man's Party" (they have TWO Oingo Boingo songs! YAY!), even if my voice was so hoarse by that point that I could barely hit the notes on "Don't run away, it's only me." I went in there last night with a mildly sore throat, and now I can barely speak, but it was worth it.
Next time, I'm doing Jim Carrey's take on "I Am The Walrus" and maybe, just maybe, Meat Loaf's "Rock and Roll Dreams Come True."