I admit I like karaoke. I enjoy going to a place that is sponsoring a karaoke to listen to the singers. Singers are categorized in four groups; excellent, good, bad and terrible. (These are my personal listings.)
It does not matter what some people sing, if they are excellent and good, they are excellent and good; but if they are bad and terrible, they are bad and terrible. Everyone wants to perform for their three to four minutes (depending on the song length) of fame. There are many who try to be an Elvis, Patsy Cline, Frank Sinatra or Loretta Lynn. Then many singers just sing the same songs over and over again, never trying anything different. I can predict just what they will sing before the first note of the song.
It takes a lot of courage to get up in front of a group of people who are enjoying an adult beverage and sing. Some do not want to be in the first round of singers, but wait for the second round. I believe they need a few drinks to muster courage.
A few years ago, I wrote a few poems centered on karaoke. The poems in my opinion, told it like it is. How everyone vies for a few minutes of recognition. One of the poems I dedicated to all those who dislike karaoke; these are the people who complain about karaoke being held at their favorite drinking establishment. For the ones who dislike karaoke, they should stay home if they know it is karaoke night or go elsewhere.
Over the years I have been attending karaoke; it usually has been at either a veteran’s club or fraternal organization which I am a member. Only recently have I ventured out to a bar to enjoy this activity. Karaoke participants come in all ages groups from those in their twenties to those in their eighties. You just never know what a person is going to sing. You picture the person as one to do country and they surprise you and do Sinatra (the men) or Madonna (the women).
In the past few weeks, I have become daring; usually I do songs by Connie Francis or Leslie Gore but have added Patsy Cline to my repertoire. Change is good and one must always try something new.
I am not going to win any karaoke contests, although my husband has. In fact there is one song we both argue over singing. He usually gets it up to the disc jockey first.
You ask which of the four categories I am in? Well come out and hear me sometime and judge for yourself.
One Person’s Opinion of Karaoke
©Scottie-ann Murphy
(Dedicated to: Bill and Di Thompson of BiDi Fantastic Karaoke
and Jewell Newell of JNewellentertaiment
April 19, 2010)
Melvin wants to be called Melvis
Darlene changed her name to Dolly
And Amy thinks she is Annie Lennox
Wannabe Engelberts,
Hank Williams,
Rebas
Patsy Clines
And Brenda Lees
Crowded at tables around the bar
All vying for their four minutes of fame
and fun
I sit on my barstool
watching the evenings entertainment
A glass of Chablis in my hand
With each sip I take,
the better the singers do sound
Another night of karaoke
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