Monday night, I ended up at FooBar on Gallatin Road with no idea of what the place had going on for a Monday night. Turns out, it was karaoke. Haruch wrote about it the other day, thinking based on the name of the organizers that it was possibly a night of karaoke devoted to New Kids on the Block songs.
Haruch, you'll be "hangin' tough" thinking like that, because you couldn't have been more wrong. It was karaoke just like any other karaoke, distinguished in one searingly obvious way: It actually ruled.
Now, I don't consider myself an aficionado or anything--I've basically been to karaoke officially two times, at both Lonnie's and Donnie's in Printer's Alley. It was a honky-tonkin' good time, and like most things in this crazy, dog-eat-dog, devil-may-care world it got increasingly better the drunker we all got. But there was way too much bad country and not enough bad rock, which is pretty much what I need to hear if I'm going to fall into the k-hole. One thing karaoke needs is a lot of Journey. Like, a buttload of Journey. You also need a good crowd, and by good I mean willing to embarrass itself and/or support others who are willing. No self-serious wannabe starlets!
The two chicks running the show at FooBar are also, it must be noted, a total riot, hamming it up, laying it down and rollin' it over like pros. They got the crowd warmed up with "Don't Go Breakin' My Heart," among other songs I couldn't remember after a bunch of dollar PBRs. But mainly, their witty stage banter and hilarious self-deprecating attitude made it the kind of karaoke you damn well almost want to actually participate in.
And OMG ya'll, when Josh did Third Eye Blind's "Semi-Charmed Kind of Life" you better believe it wasn't even ironic! I think the couple who did Nickelback's "This Is How You Remind Me" might have been havin' us on, though. I did watch my colleague Adam Gold perform NIN's "Closer." It's true. It actually happened. And I think he was totally serious. Mind still reeling.