I have started going to Rock & Roll Karaoke night at Arlene's Grocery Monday nights. It's basically a dirty old bar with a rock band that lets you choose a song from their set list and sing it live on stage with them. It's a decent size crowd that shows up to this wild evening to scream their heads off. I went for the second time last Monday. Casey and I decided to go early so we could get our names in the book and sing early on.
We walked in at the same time as a guy that was their the week before and is clearly a regular. He is 40 years old with an unkempt mohawk, a dirty leather jacket, and the worst case of body odor imaginable. He very well could be homeless actually. So the three of us walk into the bar and some sort of comedy show is in the works so we belly up to the bar and sit on the stools to watch the end of the show. It wasn't bad especially since we came in at the end and didn't have to pay. While the show is going on I happen to look at a guy sitting to my left and realize he looks familiar.
Does anyone remember my Missed Connections post? Last July I saw a guy on a train that I had posted a missed connection about in 2004 as a joke and he found it. We don't really know each other put our paths kept crossing somehow. Well, he was now sitting next to me. This time I said hello and let him know I have been reading his blog. It was a very unusual experience for me. I have never even seen some of the neighbors that live on the same floor as me in my apartment building but somehow I keep running into this guy. Luckily he seems like a normal person. So my evening started out with this odd occurrence. It would take a lot to top that, right? Apparently not.
Fast forward. The band is playing. People are singing. Creepy stinky guy is jumping around up front and wait, what is that? He is making out with some chick? Eww. They are making such a big scene that the band actually comments on the fact that it's a good night because this dude somehow found a girl. She is kind of scaring me. Casey is up to sing before me. He is in the middle of rocking "Don't You Forget About Me" when he pauses to mention that the chick is showing her tits. Yep, he announced it to the whole crowd because that is what a rocker should do. This chick is not only showing them but she took off her whole shirt and bra. Nasty stinky guy was cupping and fondling while Casey was singing and the whole audience was watching the show.
One of the fun aspects of Rock & Roll karaoke is that they usually have a photographer there taking pictures of all the singers. He gets a couple hundred photos and posts them all to flickr for the world to see. Guess what the majority of Casey's pictures looked like. Yep, a greasy topless chick with Casey in the background. That is Rock and Roll my friends. That is how it's done.