After getting our Bacardi Breezer buzz on, we decided to head out to the Green Mango area and see if anything was going on. We found an awesome cover band, but by the time we got there it was after 1am and they were finishing up for the night!
Hell, by the time the song was finished, I'd even managed to win over the lead singer dude and he suggested that I sing a second song! (And I don't even remember what song it was - only that I knew it even less-well than the Lit song).
So after a few songs, the band, (who I've since found out is called Drunk Uncle Bob) took a break. I pulled the singer aside and this time I managed to convince him to let me sing a song! Then after he agreed to let me do it, it almost didn't happen because I didn't know most of the songs in the bands repertoire. In the end I managed to convince him that I sorta knew the words to My Own Worst Enemy by Lit and that I'd be able to wing it. Check out the singer's expression: totally annoyed because I'm messing up the words. Hahah.
About an hour after we'd gotten there, a cover band took the stage. I crossed the bar and saw that it was the same cover band that was there last year when I tried to convince the singer to let me sing a song and he told me no. (Me: "Hey, you guys are great! Can I sing a song with you?" Him: "Ummm, but I'm the singer." and then I was like "Yeah, but it's only a cover band - it's not like I don't know the songs or something." And he got offended and just walked away. Hahah.)
