IT'S MORE THAN A FEEEELIIIIINNNNGGGG....
I went out for Karaoke last night for my friend Tomo's birthday. This was a dangerous, DANGEROUS equation.
The variables:
1.) Me
2.) A group of 6-8 normal folk. Not actors/performers/singers in any capacity. From here on in they'll be referred to as my captive audience.
3.) Anxiety to sing in front of other people (on the part of the captive audience)
4.) As much booze as you can drink (for two hours)
This equaled out to me singing for about three hours straight. (we extended the time we could stay) I sang Bowie (Let's Dance, and Under Pressure w. Queen), Chumbawumba (Tubthumper, the captive audience joined in on that one), Queen (Bohemian Rhapsody), Hedwig and the Angry Inch (Origin of Love), Elton John (CAAAN YOU FEEEEL THE LOOOOVE TONIIIIIIIGHT?) Jet (Are You Gonna Be My Girl), Eminem (that one didn't go quite so well), Boston (the titular entry... again that one was everybody)... the list goes on. I tried to think up songs that everyone knew. The point of karaoke, in my opinion, is to get everybody hosed and screaming along to stuff like "More Than A Feeling".
Eventually people got some beer confidence under them, and we had some renditions of Bon Jovi, and some Joni Mitchell I think....
The place was at 26th and 3rd Ave and called Japas. Which I'm assuming is pronounced like tapas, but only with a J. $35 bucks for as much sake and beer as you can pack away, and a HUGE amount of sushi and fried goodies, plus a decent selection on the karaoke machine.
The variables:
1.) Me
2.) A group of 6-8 normal folk. Not actors/performers/singers in any capacity. From here on in they'll be referred to as my captive audience.
3.) Anxiety to sing in front of other people (on the part of the captive audience)
4.) As much booze as you can drink (for two hours)
This equaled out to me singing for about three hours straight. (we extended the time we could stay) I sang Bowie (Let's Dance, and Under Pressure w. Queen), Chumbawumba (Tubthumper, the captive audience joined in on that one), Queen (Bohemian Rhapsody), Hedwig and the Angry Inch (Origin of Love), Elton John (CAAAN YOU FEEEEL THE LOOOOVE TONIIIIIIIGHT?) Jet (Are You Gonna Be My Girl), Eminem (that one didn't go quite so well), Boston (the titular entry... again that one was everybody)... the list goes on. I tried to think up songs that everyone knew. The point of karaoke, in my opinion, is to get everybody hosed and screaming along to stuff like "More Than A Feeling".
Eventually people got some beer confidence under them, and we had some renditions of Bon Jovi, and some Joni Mitchell I think....
The place was at 26th and 3rd Ave and called Japas. Which I'm assuming is pronounced like tapas, but only with a J. $35 bucks for as much sake and beer as you can pack away, and a HUGE amount of sushi and fried goodies, plus a decent selection on the karaoke machine.