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Australian Rules
I've seen far too many guys try to rock out power ballads such as "More Than Words" to buy the whole "guys sing fun songs, girls sing boring slow songs" theory. I think it all boils down to the fact that a pitch-perfect voice on a karaoke night is entertaining for maybe all of 15 seconds before it becomes background music. Korean Elvis*, however, man, I could watch that guy all night! *we don't actually have a Korean Elvis, I'm just using the concept of "Korean Elvis" as an example of over-the-top ridiculous karaoke. We are holding auditions, though.— April 30, 2009 6:01 p.m.
Australian Rules
It's "croquaraoke", not "crokaoke"! Come to think of it, though, you may have been right about shortening the name, "croquaraoke" looks rather awkward in print. Either way, not to use this comment board as a shameless plug or anything, but if you ever want the 'oke without the cro', feel free to come by the Ruby Room on a Tuesday night. Any shouts of "you suck!" you hear there will be meant in the ironic "we love you and want to affirm your validity as a human being" sense, I promise. Besides, nobody wants to hear good karaoke, that's what American Idol is for.— April 30, 2009 9:11 a.m.
Four People, No Laughs
It's not a trick, Michael -- it's an ILLUSION!— April 15, 2009 12:40 p.m.