Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Of New Years, Old Bars and Karaoke
So, the other day I was minding my own business having gone to my local for a couple of drinks after a bad day. As the evening progressed, I noticed the owner of the bar and thought I'd have a word with him about the quality of their karaoke.
Pause to give background: I love karaoke. To me it's the best thing since Big G chewing gum. I've been known to fraternize joints solely on their Karaoke days and disown them immediately after karaoke is shelved. So this bar's karaoke night was one of it's appeals. Well anyway, they moved their karaoke night from Wednesday to Tuesday and got rid of the guy who used to facilitate the karaoke, replacing him with a new chick.
The first Tuesday I unsuspectingly attended the New and Improved Tuesday Karaoke (with powerfoam plus), I was in shock. I was greeted by a chick, who sung beautifully, but could not do much else! The woman gave us a 10 minute lecture in screeched tones amplified by a mic, on the importance of clapping for all performers at a karaoke event regardless of the quality of their skill. She said she was in charge and we may as well put up with it. She said that if we don't like it, we might as well leave. And leave I did. Nobody gives me a dressing down at a place I am paying to be. I am not prone to headaches, but that day I got one. I now understand what people mean when they refer to nagging wives. If she were married, I'd changa for her hubby's divorce lawyer's fees. Roho safi.
Well, back to our story, on that day, I noticed the owner of the bar and approached him seekng that he ask the chick to tone down and be friendlier. Lo and behold, the idiot owner gave me a dressing down (in a tone likely to suggest that my opinion was worth to him little more than the bible to an atheist) saying that the chick had caused a rise in their sales on Tuesday (yeah ... she invites her friends ..) and that he was very happy with her. Surprised and dumbfounded, I shook my head and left. Let's see how purported increase sales last!
I'd have been happy to add that I've not been back since, but that woulndn't be true. I love that club if not its owners & singers ... But I've definately not been back on a Tuesday!
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5 comments:
with power foam plus!! hehehehe funny. Was this woman serious?
LOL!
Well.... It's bad enough that they lost one. Bad biacara. I wonder if they have STL on there karaoke roster?
The karaoke joint I used to go to in Nai has a few hosts. One of them, the lady, was a great MC... kept a nice vibe going. And then there was THIS guy who was a complete dolt; he seemed to think he was starring in his own show. Would hog the mic, crack the most dry jokes and whatnot and butt in on people singing and sing back-up for them uninvited. He's a total tool. Anytime I'd go, I'd wish it was the chic hosting. Anyway, we made our own fun and learned to tune out the hapless b-tard. Sorry about the harridan ruining your karaoke night.
Btw, good to read you're also an addict. I love love LOVE karaoke. When I'm back in Nai, we're going to hit up one of them joints together, sawa? :D (no, I'm not hitting on you. lol) I have the perfect one in mind.
@Shiks :-)
@KK Ouch!!! But Kenyans have this way of viewing business that's just surprising at best.
@Mo you sent me off to fetch a dictionary again, but harridan is spot on! :-) It seems there are strange hosts everywhere. But beleive me, this chick couldn't be tuned off even if there were a blakout and she was in a bar across a border. That shrill.
You're so on for Karaoke night at any place but this!
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