The Old Lady has a confession: she has a tendency… nay, a compulsion… to sing karaoke.
The spread of karaoke in the 80’s provided the realization of a popular dream, the Rock Star Fantasy. Who among us has not imagined herself up there on the stage, microphone in hand, rocking out to the adulation of the mass audience?
POOF! Karaoke made that dream come true.
When I first encountered a karaoke machine, I looked for the only song I knew all the words to: “White Rabbit”, by Grace Slick and the Jefferson Airplane (the Starship came years later, kiddies). I first heard the song when I was about 17 years old, lying on my bed reading the book “Alice in Wonderland” for the dozenth time. I was hooked immediately.
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The best karaoke performers are those who don’t just sing the song, but PERFORM it. I have seen women who performed Carrie Underwood’s “Before He Cheats” in such an angry manner that you just know they’re thinking about some guy as they sing… and you wouldn’t want to be that guy. I’ve heard versions of Miranda Lambert’s “Mama’s Broken Heart” that made you just KNOW that woman is over the edge.
One thing I like about karaoke is that (in the best situations) everybody is such a good sport about it. The price you pay for karaoke is that some people are, well, not as good at singing as other people… but everybody is nice anyway, supportive and encouraging. The Old Lady is fortunate to have a dive bar in her neighborhood that has karaoke every night. She won’t name it because there are already enough singers there to provide variety without making it too long between turns, and plenty of people who don’t sing who make up an appreciative audience for those who do.
It’s true. The Old Lady is a Karaoke Butterfly.