30 posts tagged “kttd”
Ok, my friends. It's been awhile since I've had a coherent post of any sort. Needless to say, I've been a tad preoccupied, what with having a baby and all. But my priorities are intact... Nothing really ever could overshadow Karaoke to the Death in this lifetime. And in case there was any doubt... yes, we are attending the event this year. No, we will not be taking our newborn into the smoky abyss that is the Rock It Grill, however, we will be there, in shifts.
While my priorities may be intact, my actual follow-through is lacking. It started with some technical difficulties that Hotrod helped me remedy last weekend. That was followed up by four days of completely forgetting about my priorities, and then me leaving the computer where the audio files reside at an undisclosed location for two more days. Hence, it's Thursday before the big event, and the 30 audio files I have from KttD 2008 are 1) not posted to my blog; 2) not going to get posted to my blog before the event. I'll get to them, though. This is history, after all, it can't go unrecorded or un-Voxed.
All that being said, they're good. Really.
And so our little audio journey comes to a close. I hope you've enjoyed listening as much as I have. Excelsior!
We just cannot move on. But why should we? Listen in to Daby and me bash the Rock It Grill, the place we love to hate.
With no water service for 12 hours, no Internet access last night, and 4 inches of snow and counting on the ground this morning, I overcome these technical difficulties to being you the following.
You go, Ms. Peel.
You know what they say about not counting one's chickens... on the heels of the near-disaster that would have been Emma's barred entry into the Rock It Grill, more signs emerge of trouble to come.
Hotrod is chagrined to actually have sung well... a major source of trouble for the '06 Champion. An added bonus to this track is that you can hear the opening lines of Crunch's Shania Twain performance. Ee gads.
Doc Paradox, on the other hand, feels that all-too-familiar sense of self-loathing after a bad* performance. Yet somehow his lady is turned on.
My ambitious plans to post a KttD audio clip per day in late January and throughout February were thrown off course by some major life events that I won't go into here and now.
So my new and revised plan is to simply post the remaining audio, and say what I can about it when I can, but mostly just let it speak for itself.
This clip, in my estimation, is a 5-star winner. It features the indomitable Emma Peel, who has just returned to the Rock-it Grille after a grueling test of wills. She and her man had just traveled throughout the weekend out of state, and barely made it back to D.C. thanks to some grizzly winter weather. Upon return, only a short time prior to the start of the competition, they attempted to enter the bar only to be told that said entry was barred, because Ms. Peel lacked possession at that moment of her driver's license. Forced to return, in extremely dicey weather mind you, to the District, she retrieved her I.D. and made it back to the Grill in time for kickoff, but just barely.
Listen in to hear the coolest diva around holding her shit together, and restraining herself from kicking some major arse.
Everyone has their theories, approaches, and strategies when it comes to how to adequately blow during the world's greatest singing competition of all time. In this episode, I chat with an ever-philosophical Soo Doh Nim in advance of his oh-so-so vain rendition of Ms. Carly Simon's standard "The Spy Who Loved Me" (aka "Nobody Does it Better").
He admitted earlier in the evening that he didn't do much in the way of practicing in advance this time around. Maybe that approach is exactly what is needed... considering he came in a close second place.
The pressures and demands of stardom certainly take a toll on the performer, but what about the significant other? What about the woman (or man) who patiently sits through the hours, days, weeks, maybe even months of second-guessing, practice, and anticipation? Who provides support and advice even when it won't do a damn bit of good?
In this installment, I sit down with a very nerve-wracked Cala Verde who is not only attending KttD for the first time ever, but who is meeting this pack of jackals who call themselves friends for the first time as well. Under her cool and dare I say attractive exterior pounds the heart of a nervous nellie. She's waited through the excruciating build up to the event, and has now taken her place at the table to wait her man's turn at the mike. I'm telling you people, it makes me nervous just listening to her a year later.
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