I’d been at a pub with a friend for an hour or so last night, when the bartender told us that a Karaoke DJ was setting up. We rolled our eyes and started talking about our next move (the frick out of there) when a large group of 20-somethings invaded the place. As they ordered beer and talked amongst themselves, it quickly became apparent that they were all hearing impaired – hands were flying wildly in conversation and folks were writing messages for the bartender to read. We decided to order one last round and sit tight, as it was deaf-initely about to get very interesting. See what I did there?
After a regular got up and did the worst version of “With or Without You” I’ve ever heard, the deaf kids started getting into the action. They read the words off the monitor and tried to keep time with the music. Maybe they could feel the vibrations of the music – I have no idea – but they all get an ‘A’ for effort in my book. At the conclusion of every song, the crowd went wild and the smiles those people had on their faces when stepping of the stage were a sight to behold. Good for them.
That would have been a great opportunity for you to give karaoke a try.
Now for the quotelette.
Oh goodness, it’s one of my not so secret loves. I love watching/doing, it’s the goof in me. The first time I did it the Karaoke guy walked up to me and asked me to do a song, I immediately replied get.the.fuck.outtah.here. To which he replied, look at your audience, do you really care what they think? So I got up and did my best “stop draggin mah heart around” I weanted to die up there but at least i can tell the grand kids one day