Karaoke at Nico’s in Little Italy rocked last night. The crowd drank, laughed, talked, shouted, clapped and danced. It was a karaoke crowd. The place was packed. The Old Soldier had a good, small two-chair table off to the side. I left my hoodie on the back of my chair along with my scarve and cloth pulled-down wharf hat. I went to the bar for another bottle of beer and when I came back three young women had pulled up chairs and were sitting at my table.
These young women were graduate students in the music department of Carnegie Mellon University which is in my neighborhood. They told me that a large part of the crowd was their classmates. These young musicians were mainly classical and jazz musicians and they played out, touring being a part of their education.
One of the young women at my table played violin. As the night went on the young people would change chairs to better socialize with each other so I got to talk to a young man who played trombone in a brass quartet.
And these young musicians also sang karaoke. I got to pass out several of my business cards. And the Old Soldier was in good form last night delivering three rockin’ songs, one looking at the monitor and the other two with my back to the monitor. The crowd appreciated my ideas of karaoke as performance art.
Pittsburgh is expecting three to as much as ten inches of snow in the next 24 hours. It’s snowing now. But the Pittsburgh Pirates are playing an exhibition game in Florida this afternoon and I think it’s on the radio. I have plenty of beer and my Edgar Allan Poe short stories and poems from the library (and my spaghetti sauce is done).
After that great karaoke experience at Nico’s last night, the Old Soldier is ready to relax.
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