Which everyone seemed to understand meant that anyone had the right to join the person that was performing and "help them out." Scott started off with a low-key assist, mostly taking over "pigeon necking" dance duties.
The next girl that sang wasn't with our group, but since it was now almost 3am and there were only two other people at the place besides our group, this is when the distinction between "us and them" broke down and we all became ONE DRUNK KARAOKE GROUP.
Naughty Girls (Need Love Too) by Samantha Foxx. (Which is exactly the kind of song you always want to sing at karaoke but never get to do until you're faced with a totally empty room and you can try out all sorts of new songs!).
...we walked up to 2nd on 2nd so that we could continue singing karaoke! Check out our posse totally digging into the books and furiously jotting down songs. Hahaha.
...this totally dirty-by-accident photo! Holy moly! But one thing's for sure, it certainly clears up any doubts anyone had about Lisa's ability to, ummm, work the mic.
Lisa must've been singing some 80s hair metal ballad, because this is definitely a photo of me running to the stage so that I could "assist her" by playing air guitar during the guitar solo. The only reason this is even worth showing is because it accidentally resulted in...
And then there was this guy! Any time someone at karaoke goes up to sing and they're holding a rocks glass, you know you're in for a treat. Booze is the secret ingredient to karaoke and so if you're drinking it straight up it's basically telling other people that you're not there to fuck around, you're there to GET YOUR KARAOKE ON! This guy and his little dino arms were a karaoke dream come true.
Jesus, lady. If you're not going to scream or do something interesting with the song you could at least take your top off or something. Let me introduce you to a couple of your more-fun karaoke counterparts!
Oh jesus, remember this lady? She was wearing some kind of "wacky jumper" outfit and went up and sang How Much Is That Puppy In the Window. Yep, the one with the waggily tail. That fucking song.
Like, how about Dr. Pumpkin Pants here! I have no memory whatsoever of what song she sang, but her outfit was so rad (I mean, HELLO!) that it just made every feel fantastic.
...KARAOKE! Lisa hit the stage first (because it was only 9pm and the place was pretty much empty!). When you break out knee slides on your very first song, there's no where to go but UP!
I learned something new that night! You see, there are a lot of songs that you think will be great karaoke songs, but you forget that they have really long instrumental outros where you can't sing so you just have to stand up there and dance around or something until the song is over and it's uncomfortable for everyone involved. If you ever find yourself in this situation, it turns out that the best thing you can do is to...
Trying to hit the notes that Sebastian Bach (not his real name, btw) hits in that song is no easy feat. And it forces you to make awesome faces when you sing. Like this!
This guy's name is Michael Scheiner and he is the new karaoke king of New York City as far as I'm concerned. He always sings old Prince jams or songs by Mary J (for seriously) and blows the doors off them every time.
But these two certainly weren't going to let a little falling face-first into the carpet dampen their karaoke party! When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade! And when your singing friend falls down during karaoke - you just mount their stomach and ride them like a cowboy while they hump the air underneath you! That's just what you do!
