Queen Street Stories,
part 2
Kick Ass Karaoke
Wednesday, June 19th, 2002
Rock! I think I make the “devil sign” at least once a day. Behind me at the mic is Kick Ass Karaoke host Carson T. Foster. You may recognize him as “Derek Shaw” from Naked News.
Hot girl-on-girl karaoke. Well, if that caption doesn’t make the search engine freak out, I don’t know what will. Cass sings while Mel acts all sultry beneath her.
Tina and Eric. Tina gives “the finger” at least a dozen times a day. Eric is lost in the rapture of his gin and tonic and ’80’s music.
“But dude, it’s my turn to try the accordion!” The rule of thumb is to always let the bouncers try your accordion on. Especially if they’re really big and scary.
Kate and Chris. Kato, I never see you anymore. You been hiding?
Chris and Ryan. Earlier that evening, we were celebrating Ryan’s 29th birthday (again) at the Airport Lounge.
Karin! Words fail me at this juncture.
Too-tall Tina. The best sneer since Billy Idol. Be sure to check out her band, Fresh Meat — they’ll be playing Lee’s Palace on the 4th of July.
Me, Will and Karin. This is a Benneton ad waiting to happen.
Mel and Cass. Rawwwwwk! Cass is shooting a short film called Zombie Karaoke, and has asked me to make a cameo appearance. Thanks, Cass!
Tina and Marta. The dynamic duo ride again!
Karin, again. Oh. My. God.
Ryan and Rob. Party! Whoo!
Me and Karin. Karin’s looking rather seventies here; I just look wasted.