So, let me say a little something about karaoke... I love it! It is a guilty pleasure that I fully admit to having. And wouldn't you know, I managed to find a boyfriend who indulges once in awhile as well. Our favorite NYC bar gives us the perfect opportunity every Thursday night. Dangerous, I know.
This past Thursday, we stopped in at our local hangout and as we entered I said, "oh yeah, I forgot it was Thursday." Honestly, I had. This is a product of not working for the whole summer. It's all just one big weekend to me. Anyways, we had only intended on stopping in for a round or two (don't we always say that?) but the sign-ups for vocal embarrassment were quite low that night and poor Lori the MC was just begging people to get up and belt out a ballad! Well, how could I resist? It was, after all, the altruistic thing to do.
Therefore, we (my b/f and I) grabbed the song book and began to page through in a quest for the perfect song. Why my boyfriend bypassed the 4 pages of Beatles we will never know. He loves them and they are so vocally friendly to just about anyone. But no, alas, he chose "White Rabbit." If anyone reading this even knows this song, I will dedicate a post to you!
Anyways, I did not know this song and the few in the bar who did couldn't help but cringe at the not so fresh rendition performed by my lovable but Jack Daniel's-ridden lover. I clapped wholeheartedly anyways... mostly because he had stopped singing, but we all make mistakes. I mean, let's be honest, karaoke is almost always a mistake anyways. This was just, well, particularly painful to my ears.
Now, I would like to say that when it was my turn to sing that I was just as horrid to make my love feel better. However, I inadvertently turned into the crowd favorite. I have a sneaking suspicion that my karaoke success is due more to the fabulous choice of song (that was a request from said boyfriend) than to my stellar vocal abilities. *note heavy sarcasm regarding my own vocal talents*
I sang "These Words" by Natasha Beddingfield. Now, if you are not familiar with this quaint love song, it just so happens to be sickeningly sweet and adorably sappy. And there I was, clad in my unassuming baby doll tee and khaki capris singing my heart out and smiling from ear to ear. How could the patrons not love a giggly little twenty-something asking "I love you, is that OK?" Seriously, I was like butter because I was on a roll *rim shot*
So, if you ever feel the need to serenade your loved one with something oh so catchy and lyrically playful - as my boy says, "any song with the word hyperbole in it is OK by me" - then choose this one:
The song is actually here.
So leave a comment with your favorite karaoke song or a song using the word hyperbole!
Until next time, this is Megs saying sing out loud, sing out proud, and for heaven's sake please try to sing on key!
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