Thursday nights at our favorite dive bar was a fun tradition for our little group. But that’s been shattered by a “karaoke killer.” No, she’s not crushing her “performances” but merely murdering our good time with her multiple visits to the stage and warbling in an irritating monotone. There should be some kind of “one-song only” rule to prevent such annoyances, since it appears her friends and the establishment are enabling her behaviour. We’ve identified a solution, though: Now we meet at a different bar!
—Drop The Mic… Please
This article appears in Oct 3-9, 2019.
Hosts have rotations of singers. Get over yourselves.
I’ve been to this Karaoke night plenty, and Mike always gives priority to people who haven’t sung yet. If you don’t like the way she sings, maybe sing something yourself.
Ya’ll sound bad
Karaoke is still a thing? I thought that faded away with line dancing in the 90s.