Karaoke: the Soundtrack to Life
Attending a birthday held at the Britpop night of a Annie's Social Club (a divey little black and red affair in SOMA) was surprisingly rich in irony. As one of my companions sang a rousing rendition of Bob Marley's "No Woman No Cry", the karaoke master had what appeared to be a spectacular breakup with a sullen girl sitting behind him. A spare microphone was thrown to the ground, people walked in and out of the room, and as my commpanion sang the words "everything is gonna be alright..." the karaoke master pointed at him and screeched: "listen to him! Listen to him!!"