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14 March 2014
My go-to karaoke song is (or would be if I was able to sing/up for karaoke)...?
IIRC, 'pode, when we did karaoke at TPS's bachelorette party you and I discovered a shared talent for performing ovely-dramatic story-telling songs (e.g. Delilah and Those Were The Days).
"Fuck Her Gently" by Tenacious D. But that's my finale. I usually start with something by Blondie, usually "Call Me" or "One Way or Another."
Showtunes crowd: "On The street Where You Live" from My Fair Lady.
Heavy Metal: "You got Another Thing Coming" by Judas Priest, or "Enter Sandman" by Metallica. (I'm still working on "Run to the Hills" by Iorn Maiden.
I am really light on the country knowledge, which is kind of necessary for pleasing a crowd out here. I do a pretty decent "Stand By Your Man," though.
My husband and I may work up a decent duet of "Rock Lobster."
And SOMEDAY, I will manage "Barracuda." Diction lessons and 10+ years as a professional singer, and I still can't hack it.
Ha! In Japan, go-to karaoke songs are referred to as one's "number 18" (十八番 -- jūhachiban or ohako), a reference to the Kabuki Jūhachiban (歌舞伎十八番) a set of eighteen great plays favored by the Ichikawa Danjūrō (市川 團十郎) line of kabuki actors.
My number 18 includes David Bowie's "Ziggy Stardust," Derek & the Dominoes' "Bell Bottom Blues," and The Dead Milkmen's "Punk Rock Girl," all of which were widely available on late 90's Japanese karaoke setups.
Last time I did karaoke I sang Clarence Carter's "Patches" which really brought down the house.
I did "These Boots are Made for Walking" my first time.
I've also done "Lola", "Back in the USSR", "Road to Nowhere", "Anarchy in the UK","Deck us all with Boston Charlie" and "I've Written a Letter to Daddy".
Oh man, so many options I wouldn't know where to start.
I once sang The Very Thought of You to my daughter to get her to sleep. And indeed my daughter settled down. And then I noticed that her mother, my ex, also became rather pensive. Even though she is rather impervious to my qualities. But I guess I was wielding strange powers at that moment!
Iron Maiden is a wonderful suggestion. Unfortunately my falsetto isn't what it used to be. But this heavy metal song never fails to get me to try anyway.
I always imagine that Jacques Brels singing originated from rowdy pubs. I like to sing Dans le port d'Amsterdam. In spite of its sordid lyrics.
Hugh we should do a Bowie/80s-dramatic-baritone sing off. Phil Oakey style.
Ha. Yes. The Netherlands are that mythical place where singing Schubert Lieder are a popular means for creating an atmosphere of togetherness in a pub.