Strange Noises Below...

[hantsbear]

The morning is punctuated by fluent cursing in German.  This can only mean one thing - Katrin is working on her end of term project.  Otherwise, a very salient lesson was learnt last night. 

I cannot sing. 

We had a Karaoke night at @d2 (one of the gay clubs in Nottingham) to raise funds for Nottingham Pride and I was persuaded to enter.  As I started to sing, even I could hear the appalling flatness of my notes.  I gave up in the end and read the lyrics in a Grace Jones-eque deadpan.  Rosey (one of my fellow committee members) came up to me afterwards; put a re-assuring hand on my shoulder and said "Steve, I love you dearly but please Never Sing Again...!!!"

It's back to singing in the shower then, I guess...

Comments

[shaggycub.livejournal.com]

***smile*** You should have gone the Rex Harrison/Roger Moore route and talked your way through the song. There's a great Youtube clip of Mr. Moore on "The Muppet Show", and he's basically talking his way through "Talk to the Animals" (and of course they're all trying to kill him, since at the time he was still James Bond.) That said, I applaud your bravery ***hugs***

[winstonthriller.livejournal.com]

Sigh...Glen jedibear turns up the television whenever I try to sing in the shower.

[robearal.livejournal.com]

You should have done it like Bill Shatner.

[beastbriskett.livejournal.com]

Grace Jones is always a good save.
How drunk were you to get persuaded to do this?

[benpanced.livejournal.com]

I know better. When asked to sing, I feign either lack of English, laryngitis, or coma. Sometimes all three.