He spies the table (OOC: Table D) that will seat all of them near the back. To him it is a great table since it wouldn't be in the middle of everything and has a great view of the stage.
He point it out saying, "That one. I bet it has a great view of the stage,"
At the sight of the girls though. "See they were just out to have a good night too. Wonder if we can convince one of them to try Guns N Roses or Skid Row. They got the look for either."
It is a far busier than he thought it would be here. Seeing the where Ian is pointing, he replies to him, "Looks good to me!" He will grab a chair for himself, sitting beside Miranda while thinking that he will need some more liquid encouragement before getting up on stage.
He nods in Ian's direction. That table makes sense. "Yeah, let's grab it," he says out loud while taking Skye's hand. "Easy path to the mic. I know you're itchin' to belt one out. "
They all move to table D and make themselves comfortable. Over on table B, the 3 girls greet three of the bikers with enthusiasm. These look like established relationships. The two bikers who are not occupied are looking around eying up any available talent.
A small group over to your left and nearer to the stage, have all risen to their feet and have started to dance. They are three girls who have a sort of 'barbie' look about them.
As they sit down and get settles in Ian goes up to the Karaoke Jockey to find out how to put in a song. He comes back with the KJ's phone number.
"So the KJ says if he can find it we can sing it."
He sends everyone the KJ's phone number. "We just send it to the number I just shared with you."
He takes a drink of his pint as he fiddles with his phone.
"So the deal is. Everybody does a song. Multiple songs even. If someone is scared to go up. Well, some of us go up with them and do a duet or group song. Now I'll admit I have a dark side. I used to do this and actually have fun singing. I've already put a song in. Who want to go next and select their own or do we need the dice to do the talking?"
"No dice... I am not in a gambling mood..." Emma looks over some of the options, and sends her own choice in. "There, I think that is a good opener for me."
The duet finish their 'tongue in cheek' rendition of the Meatloaf number to much applause, especially from their table. They rejoin their companions. A girl from a table to your left gets up and heads for the stage. She has a quiet but clear voice and starts to sing John Lennon's Imagine. The bar quietens down as people stop to listen.
He takes a few minutes to think about what song to do and then texts the song "Take My Breath" by The Weeknd. It being fairly new it should be easy enough for the Karaoke Jockey to find it.
Skye thought it was a good sign that they came in with a pair singing, "Paradise by the Dashboard Light". She loved the Whisky Ward version of it at Budakon - it had been what made her interested in pursuing the music biz after reading about that badass manager Kristianne Hawk. **Not the healthiest group for a 14-year old to obsess about....*** she mused. But hey, look where she was at now!
"I..well..." She laughed with Levon teasing her about singing -- oh she wanted to so badly... but not until she had another couple shots so that it didn't matter that she was a lousy singer. "I'll find something to butcher..." Skye took a sip of her pint and shot of whisky as she started scrolling through songs.
She was kinda muttering to herself as Ian got his number called... "Hmm. Duet? Solo? Something easy? Embarrassing....?"
"Betcha didn't know that that last part, where the guy announcing the kid running around the bases, was Phil Rizzuto. He was on of my granddads fave's. He was the Yankee announcer and his nickname was Scooter. What's funny is that he didn't know what he was reading for when they recorded him. Apparently his priest wasn't thrilled about him doing it."
Ian makes his way to the stage with his drink in hand. Placing the beer down on a table near the stage. He looks around as he adjusts the mic stand and closes his eyes. Clearing his thoughts. This is something he's done before but never in front of the friends he'd met at school. One of those dark secrets that he kept hidden from the rest. He'd chosen a song he'd done a few times. One with a set chorus and a break. He closes his eyes as the music starts and steps up to the mic.
They say misery loves company We could start a company and make misery
He knows he doesn't sound like Dave Pirner. He doesn't care. He's doing it his way.
Frustrated Incorporated
Opening his eyes finally with a glance at the monitor he belts out the bridge.
I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay to see
Put me out of my misery I'd do it for you, would you do it for me? We will always be busy Making misery
Ian grabs the mic out of the stand and steps up to the edge of the stage focusing on tables at he looks out occasionally glancing at the screen to keep in time with the lyrics.
We could build a factory and make misery We'll create the cure We made the disease
Frustrated Incorporated Frustrated Incorporated
Cause I know just what you need I might just have the thing I know what you'd pay To feel
Put me outta my misery All you suicide kings and you drama queens Forever after happily Making misery
Finally up to the break he steps down and takes a long drink from his pint then steps back up on stage. He replaces the mic in time for the final part of the song.
Did you satisfy your greed? Get what you need? Was it only envy? So empty
There is a slight pause, a moment of quiet, then applause echoes around the room. It seems that Ian's rendition has been well received, especially by the biker table.
He pauses a moment to respond to Miranda with a bit of a wicked smile, "Seems you're behind then. I'll get you another since I'm there."
Talking with Ian as they head to the bar, he adds, "I suck at singing. Do me a favour when I'm sounding really bad, just throw a napkin or straw at me and I'll take the hint and stop."
"Nope not throwing a thing. Look Karaoke is about relaxing and having fun. Key word is fun. I know a few songs that it doesn't matter how you sing it the crowd will love it. Perfect for someone who has never tried Karaoke before."
He laughs with Ian and says, "Well, ok. You've been warned though."
Waiting for the bar tender for a minute or two, he finally gets his order in for another pint for himself and a second drink for Miranda. Once he gets his drink he takes a quick sip from his glass will while waiting for Ian to get his drink.
She was not sure if she was ready - but took another drink of now whisky and said, “what the hell. Tom Petty and Stevie Nicks? I mean it’s only our first date….” She grinned mischievously. But she wasn’t fast enough and the bikers beat her to it.
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The melody had Emma going into a memory for a moment... until the lyrics threw her off. This was not the version she had known growing up. That song must have been based on this one though.. Leader of the Laundromat.
He made his way back to their table, shimmying to the biker girls music along the way, and just as they finish their song Henri plunks himself down beside Miranda with a big smile. Sliding another glass to her, Henri starts to feel a little more relaxed as he is now on this third pint of beer. "She was good. Oh! And cheers to everyone!"
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