For the love of christ it’s a dumbass tradition that is supposed to be funny because of how bad your average person is at singing. It is NOT a serious art form. It is meant to be light hearted and fun. If you go up there and miss a muther-fucking note, woopty fuckin doo. Don’t come off the stage saying “Damn I really blew it. I can’t believe I fucked this up.” and almost crying.
For christ sake Karaoke host guy, do you have to sing every fuckin’ third song? Is this your one true place in life to shine? I’m glad you and your girlfriend have a routine worked out for every third song on your list, but give me a fuckin’ break. And real nice to see you not letting certain folks on the karaoke list. King of your little fuckin’ karaoke world. It’s a goddamn Karaoke night at a goddamn bar in mother-whore-humpin’ Brooklyn!!! Let the damn girl sing the fuckin’ song!!!
Sorry bout this folks, but I got dragged to a karaoke night at this bar tonight, and everybody was taking it way to seriously. I guess I’m a little sensitive because I used to host a Karaoke show at Paramount’s Kings Island in Cincinnati. I’d cheese my way through a version of “The Wanderer” and then let the kids have at it. Unless there was some girl all by herself who needed me as her partner for “Summer Nights”. Thank god that’s over. At least it paid four times my rent a week when I was 19 and had dropped out of college.
But tonight reminds me of some of these idiots who tour the “Karaoke Circuit” trying to outdo everyone. I saw a motherfucker one night bring his own goddamn Karaoke music for the guy to play. Crazy. Let it go people. . . .
Now Blackjack, that’s something to get passionate about.
DaLovin’ Dj