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rionaleonhart) wrote2023-05-08 01:02 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2023-05-08 01:02 pm
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Tell Me All Your Blorbos.
Went to karaoke again, so I was finally able to belt out the chorus of 'Stacy's Mom', which had been trapped inside me since the song got cut off last time!
My housemate's boss was present for this particular karaoke session and had never heard 'Stacy's Mom' before, so I got to watch his expression of dawning delighted horror as he realised what the song is about.
My other song choices were 'The Call' by the Backstreet Boys, 'Whenever, Wherever' by Shakira and 'Baby One More Time' by Britney Spears, but my favourite was actually someone else's pick that I joined in on: 'Complicated' by Avril Lavigne. I hadn't thought about that song in so long, but it's so much fun to sing!
One member of our party sang 'Memory' from Cats so powerfully I nearly cried, but it was hard to be too intimidated when we were all having so much fun. It also helped to ease the intimidation that we had two microphones, so, unless you picked a song nobody else knew (or, as in the case of that 'Memory' performance, you stunned everyone else into silence), you weren't going to be singing solo.
A person I'd first met at the last karaoke session greeted me with 'Hey! Have you been writing any fanfiction lately?' I explained that I'd got really into Lost and mentioned that my favourite character was Jack. She physically recoiled in horror, then said, consolingly, 'I get it; we're getting to the age where, the grosser the middle-aged man, the more appealing they are.' I had to confess that I'd been this way since I was sixteen.
Am I going to make a habit of this? It's definitely a lot of fun to sing for a couple of hours, then have a meal and chat about fandom with all of the delightful nerds who came along to karaoke. There were multiple people with Pokémon tattoos present. My housemate's boss listened, patient but confused, while the table tried to explain why 5 November is Bonfire Night in the UK and DestielPutinElection Day everywhere else. It was a good day.
(EDIT: Just realised that, during the karaoke, I was the same age to the day as Jack Shephard at the start of Lost. I had a much better day than he did.)
My housemate's boss was present for this particular karaoke session and had never heard 'Stacy's Mom' before, so I got to watch his expression of dawning delighted horror as he realised what the song is about.
My other song choices were 'The Call' by the Backstreet Boys, 'Whenever, Wherever' by Shakira and 'Baby One More Time' by Britney Spears, but my favourite was actually someone else's pick that I joined in on: 'Complicated' by Avril Lavigne. I hadn't thought about that song in so long, but it's so much fun to sing!
One member of our party sang 'Memory' from Cats so powerfully I nearly cried, but it was hard to be too intimidated when we were all having so much fun. It also helped to ease the intimidation that we had two microphones, so, unless you picked a song nobody else knew (or, as in the case of that 'Memory' performance, you stunned everyone else into silence), you weren't going to be singing solo.
A person I'd first met at the last karaoke session greeted me with 'Hey! Have you been writing any fanfiction lately?' I explained that I'd got really into Lost and mentioned that my favourite character was Jack. She physically recoiled in horror, then said, consolingly, 'I get it; we're getting to the age where, the grosser the middle-aged man, the more appealing they are.' I had to confess that I'd been this way since I was sixteen.
Am I going to make a habit of this? It's definitely a lot of fun to sing for a couple of hours, then have a meal and chat about fandom with all of the delightful nerds who came along to karaoke. There were multiple people with Pokémon tattoos present. My housemate's boss listened, patient but confused, while the table tried to explain why 5 November is Bonfire Night in the UK and DestielPutinElection Day everywhere else. It was a good day.
(EDIT: Just realised that, during the karaoke, I was the same age to the day as Jack Shephard at the start of Lost. I had a much better day than he did.)
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