Hello, my brother and sister readers and writers from all over the world. All this week the temperature will be in the upper 80s in Pittsburgh. Maybe I can continue with Operation Window Washing. The Old Soldier is a low-level apartment cleaner. But enough about me.
Karaoke started out slowly at Nico’s last Saturday night. The college students are away on summer vacation. But at around 10:00 p.m. a bunch of young women came in. Then a bachelorette party came in. That’s when the party really began. The first thing the bachelorette party did was to pose for a photo while doing a double short at the bar. Then they all marched into the dinning room for a hand clapping, foot stomping and hip shaking night of karaoke. The bride-to-be was in white and her entourage was in black and man did they put on a show.
The best karaoke is about showmanship. But you can go too far. I throw the mike in the air and catch it. The bachelorette party did some enthusiastic dancing. But one guy stood on a stool in the bar and then stuck his upper body through the partition between the bar and the dinning room and sang to the dinning room until he was told to get down. If he would have fallen, Nico’s could have been sued for a lot of money.
In other words, you can go too far. That’s the danger of karaoke as performance art.
This is the Old Soldier reporting from Pittsburgh.
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