Friday, February 24, 2012

The 10 Karaoke Commandments

A recent discourse with a friend on the less than savoury behaviours of people who haunts karaoke joints led to many interesting observations which I've decided would be beneficial for the karaoke community as a whole if they are known and adopted as the commandments for the religion of minus one songs.

This is in no way applicable to the dodgy karaoke joints with, ahem, paid company. In THOSE joints, as long as you have the money, no rules exist and anything goes.

Nope, these commandments are for the legitimate karaoke outlets where the only kisses you'll get are transferred via the microphones (more on that later).

And so, I give you, the 10 Karaoke Commandments:

1. THOU shalt not make out with the microphone

It's a mic, not a lollypop, or that other thing that you lick to make it firm....thread.

The microphones are shared, and it's bad enough it is covered with bacteria from orifices of strangers, but to see you stroking it gently while placing it's bulbous head on your lips while you sing? You can hold on to your slender cordless girlfriend, I'll just sit here NOT sharing your saliva.

2. THOU shalt not select songs for others

Not everyone likes Black Eyed Peas, just like not everyone likes the syrupy ballads of Jacky Cheung (although they should - he is God of Song). So while it is bearable to listen to others sing songs that you may not favour, it gets a little annoying to have others select songs that you dislike, and telling you that they chose if for you and you have to sing it.

3. THOU shalt not covet the songs selected by others

If I select a song first, even if you believe that song to be solely owned by you, too bad. I get to sing it. Hands of the microphone. However, if you are a pretty girl or good looking guy, I might share half the song with you - but if you think you are singing lead, dream on.

4. THOU shalt not select songs just to listen to the original singers sing

Go home and watch MTV or Youtube. It's cheaper.

5. THOU shalt not sit in a corner and play with that damn iPhone (forgivable if it is Blackberry)

You are paying close to a day's wages to be in the karaoke room. Similar to the previous point,  if you are going to spend that time showing the world how "cool" (read: anti-social) you are, or that you think harvesting fake smurf gardens is more important than present company, you can do it from the comforts of your own home.

6. THOU shalt jump songs within reasonable limits

Due to the prevailing nature of Malaysian Timing (see "I am on my way - Concept of Malaysian Timing" ), it is inevitable that some people may come later than others. By then, the list of selected songs may be thicker than a hard copy of Wikipedia.

Size if Wikipedia is printed out
In such situation, it is understandable, even expected, that the latecomers will "jump" some of their songs to the front. This benefits everybody. The latecomers will not feel like they are penalised for being late (their penalty though, should be to buy everyone a round of beer), while those who were there earlier won't get tired of just singing their songs consecutively.

However, don't jump more than one song at a time. Play nice, and take turns.

7. THOU shalt change keys to suit your vocal range

Unless you are Mariah Carey, or that fat kid from Taiwan, you probably can't sing all the songs that you like to sing in their original key.

Make use of technology, and either lower the key (called a flat "♭") or increase the key (called a sharp "#"). And if you do it without anyone knowing, people will be impressed when you can hit that fake high C that Mariah is famous for.

8. THOU shalt get your booty moving when singing a Black Eyed Peas song

Imagine that you are at a funeral, and the mood is sombre, sad even, and the parlour is playing "Let's Get It Started" from their speakers.

Yup, that's how it looks like exactly (minus the presence of a dead body) when you are in a karaoke room and every one's butt is planted to the couch when uptempo songs like these are being sung. It is rumoured that there is a legendary female creature that stands on the couch and puts on a concert whenever Katy Perry's "Fireworks" is on.

Do that, and when "I'm Sexy And I Know It" is on, don't forget, "wiggle, wiggle, wiggle".

Second from left.  He so fugly they put a box on his head.

9. THOU shalt not permanently attach remote control to your hand

Use this as a general rule. Never use the remote control to browse through the outlet's entire song list before letting go. Return it to the middle of the table once you have selected approximately four to five songs, remember where you left of, and continue browsing from that point onwards when the remote has made its rounds back to you.

10. THOU shalt not "accidentally" cancel a song that's being sung halfway.

Carrying on from the previous commandment, familiarise yourself with the buttons before the lights are turned down low, so you do not "accidentally" press the Stop button.

Knowing which exactly is the Stop button will benefit you as well, because as soon as a singer says "cancel the song, I don't want to continue singing anymore," you can cancel immediately before he changes his mind. Hey, time in a karaoke room is too precious to be wasted on songs being sung half-hearted.


So, go forth and multiply, oh believers of the religion of minus-one songs. May Jacky Cheung smile upon you always.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Good Friends/Better Enemies

Boomerang Counsellors: People who returns advices that you yourself said first.

John: I think I should stay away from Mary. I've not contacted her for the past 2 days.
John: I don't think it is going to work out, although I like her a lot. We had fun, but recently, she seems more and more distant.

Kalle: Cooling off period eh?

John: Yeah

Kalle: Hm, I think you should stay away from her.

John: ?!?!?!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Valentine's Day Short Stories on Love

The following were posted on my Facebook account at various interval throughout this year's Valentine's Day.
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When you are dying, suddenly a lot of people loves you.
  Die, and suddenly EVERYONE loves you.
The end.
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Lost: One male heart. May be broken. If found, please return to her. If she rejects, please dispose of said item accordingly.
The end.
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Breaking News: Elderly lady found dead on grave of husband of 50 years. Police ruled out foul play, suspects broken heart as cause of death. Police implore witnesses to step forward and provide information.
The end.
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A Valentine's Day Short Love Story for The Road: "Happy Valentine's Day, cute but sobbing girl in the car behind me, stuck together in traffic".
The end.
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"Woof woof woof"
"I'm sorry, Hachi, but he is never coming back"
The end.
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A Valentine's Day Short Storyy on Unconditional Love:
"Push push!"
"Congratulations, it's a beautiful baby boy!"
The end.
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Hmm..I wonder what she is doing right now.
I wonder if she misses me the way that I miss her.
I can't wait to see her in the office again tomorrow, maybe she'll wear that cute skirt that I bought her.
Maybe I'll bring her chocolates.
Hopefully, I'll get to kiss her before the day en...
"Huh?"
"Yeah honey, I love you too. I'm almost done. Don't worry, our kids can't hear us."
...where was I? Oh yeah, a kiss from her before before the day ends.

The end.

Monday, February 13, 2012

G.L.A.D on Valentine's Day

An admission of writer's block. I have the desire to pen down a few thoughts about this special day, but with no outline as yet on my notepad, God knows where this post will be headed towards.

Valentine's Day is not just about one day, as many would have known by now. Nope, for many, it is an event which requires weeks of advance planning, and the repercussions of a well planned or a screwed up Valentine's Day is felt for weeks after that.

I'm not even referring to the corporations or small business owners (such as the evil horde of florists) raking in abominable profits which pays for their children's college funds and their Caribbean cruises (but since we are on this subject, flowers, chocolates and condoms should be included in the Price Control Act and Anti Profiteering Act 2011 to prevent the abuses of young horny, and hence non-rational, males everywhere).

Nope, I am referring to aforementioned horny males - especially those without a girl to spend the money equivalent to a house loan on during this day.

For those who are blissfully unattached, Valentine Day may seem like a non-event, and most single people like to show that they are okay with their current status of being "undesired", but the truth is, they start perspiring pheromones weeks ahead. The following are the stages an unattached man goes through in the days leading to D-Da..I mean, V-Day:

One month before V-Day: I've got a month to find a date for Valentine's Day. Time to stalk Facebook to see who among my friend list is still single. This should be easy. I love you Mark Zuckerberg, for conceiving Facebook.

2 weeks before V-Day: Okay okay, maybe Facebook friends list is a little too limited in scope. Time to expand my search to my Friendster friends.

1 week before V-Day: Self-doubt creeps in. What's wrong with me? I'm slightly porky and puke in my mouth at the thought of conversation with the fairer sex, but I'm sure I'm still better than that obese old man with a bad comb-over and a hot broad hanging on his arms....wait, he drives a Ferarri. I hate women.

2 days before V-Day: Maybe the Mayans screwed up, and maybe the world will end on 13 February, if I pray hard enough.

1 day before V-Day: Stupid radio stations with their constant looping of sappy love songs. Read somewhere that people know they are in love when "all the love songs makes sense". What does it mean then, when "all the love songs makes one want to hang himself like Moe does in The Simpsons every holiday season"?

V-Day: Looks longingly at the couples that walks past your windows, arms locked, tripping over each other. Resolves to improve oneself, by hitting the gym (doable), getting a six pack (doable) and stop being a weirdo (close to impossible), so that one won't remain dateless by the next Valentine's Day.

V-Day +1: Goes back to stalking girls on Facebook. Decides Friendster is a lost cause, tries to add search for Friendster female "friends" on Facebook to add them.

Happy Valentine's Day, my single friends!

Postscript:

Research has shown that single people have more sex with more partners than successfully attached or married couples, so instead of Single Awareness Day, with its S.A.D acronym insinuating a downside to being single, may I suggest G.L.A.D, which stands for Getting Laid Always Day.

Do drop me a message if you have other candidates to replace S.A.D.



Wednesday, January 25, 2012

A New Year Resolution

Stop complaining.

Shit happens so we can make jokes out of it...

...and shitty people comes into our lives so we can make jokes out of them.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Monday, December 19, 2011

A Drunk Driving Cautionary Tale

Read on the net, at The Curious Diary of Mr. Jam (http://mrjam.typepad.com/diary/).

THOUGHT-PROVOKING note from reader Barbara Dyer:
“A couple of nights ago, I was out for a few drinks with some friends. Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I've never done before. I took a bus home. I arrived home safely, without incident. This was a real surprise as I have never driven a bus before and am not sure where the %$& I got it from.”

Haha. Brilliant!