HEAVY METAL KARAOKE
holy mother hell, that was so much damn fun! and i just watched. and drooled - guess you can take the girl outta the Circus but you can't get the Circus outta the girl (njg, that was for you - "I am getting my Circus pin-ups confused!").... no machines, kids. there's a live band. complete with lots of long, golden, mike-tramp-like tresses.
white lion. in case you were confused. mike tramp. of white lion.
a live band that is talented, no less. and hosted by the british guy from the local redneck rock station. and as frightening as it sounds like it has the potential to be... some of these freaks were right up there with the gay bar karaoke-ers. i have learned that there is no fucking around when it comes to karaoke in gay bars... not in this town, anyway. there were people on that stage at the ten high (below the dark horse) who woulda put axl to shame even when he still had his dignity and his appetite voice.
some 11th grade english teacher tore up "Highway to Hell" - like bon scott resurrected. i swear to god i was 12 again - minus the ripped acid wash jeans, black fringed boots and led zeppelin t-shirt - and in hair metal nirvana.
dryden forwarded an email late last week to me where he had been invited to check this out. "We should check this out." My reply: "PLEASE! CAN WE?"
quite possibly the most un-gay thing we've ever done together, and now we're trying to decide what we want to sing next week. there are no real proper duets on the list, but i am pulling for some heart or some runaways. after all, you don't have to sound good to mimic whats-her-name (sherry something?) singing "Cherry Bomb."
ah, good times.
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