Tina Turner really knew what she was doing when she released Private Dancer. There is definitely something to be said about having the dance floor to yourself. Which is exactly what happened when OregganO, Sleepless, LA LA Lovely, Passed The Sniff Test and I decided to venture to our favorite dive bar for karaoke – we were the only patrons there.
Clearly, there would be no fire marshal violations taking place tonight. In addition to us, the bartender and Karaoke Master were present. We ordered our drinks and Karaoke Master told us he would “start it up” shortly. A few minutes later, as we were enjoying our drinks, we heard Karaoke Master on the mic, “OK everybody, we’re going to start up karaoke in about five minutes, so get ready to sing.” We were still the only patrons.
We appreciated the respect Karaoke Master was giving us and then we noticed Joint Juice in the corner. Maybe the announcement was for him, not us, we thought. Turns out, it was for all of us.
We all took our turns singing, even Joint Juice. Sleepless supported every performer, dancing – at one point on a chair – for anyone and everyone who t00k the mic – all seven of us.
I soon broke the news to them that I had paid $500 to reserve the bar for a private party and, for an extra $50, got Joint Juice (not to be confused with junk juice – which has protein and is often times served at private parties).