Stef and I did the karaoke thing with Stacey and Prok on Friday night and had a total blast. It’s not hard to have fun at these things when you’re with two people who can sing as well as the two of them. Stacey belted a crowd-pleasing song whose name I can’t recall at the moment and Jason absolutely destroyed the place with a rendition of “Careless Whisper”. Seriously, they should have just stopped the music and told everyone to go home after that, because nothing was going to top it.
When I got up there, the plan had been to do R.E.M.‘s “Man on the Moon”, but the disc was bad. So, I had to sit my ass down and come up with something else. I decided on the Goo Goo Dolls’ “Name”, one of my favorites, and, after sitting through the person who’d come up while I made my decision, I got my second chance. I muffed the opening a bit, but it was an otherwise serviceable performance.
Back at the table, I was paid compliments by everyone, which was quite nice. Jason said he was surprised by the fact that my voice had a bit of a higher range than he’d expected. It wasn’t something I could really explain, but I sure tried. I also spent a lot of time looking at the book for the next song I might sing, if given the chance. There were quite a few chuckles at my expense. Jason suggested to Stephanie that she buy me a copy of one of the karaoke catalogs for my next birthday.
Yes, I take karaoke too seriously. But, I also have a lot of fun with it. So lay off there, Buster.
Eventually, during the bar’s half-hour dance break, Stephanie and I decided to take off. The place really was too smoky for a pregnant woman, and it was becoming increasingly too loud to boot. She was tired, I was tired, and we had a drive to Maine ahead of us on Saturday.
But, all in all, it twas a good day in the life of the Clark. Work is insanely busy due to our upcoming conference, so it was nice to get out and blow off steam with a couple of friends who I hadn’t seen much of for a good long while until these last couple months or so.