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karaoke — Gavin and I locked in a deadly karaoke battle.

karaoke — After a few (or more) drinks at Cherry Tavern, we headed right out to karaoke.

karaoke — When following an act like Grant, sometimes you gotta enlist the help of props. Fully intending to take on the master, relative karaoke newcomer Larson took the stage in full skipper regalia flanked by two pastel chicas and busted out Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart (which he actually has the gumption to call "his" song! Playa, please!)

karaoke — ...PROP EXCESS! In accordance with Buddyhead's Rules of Rock (ie: "Number 18. Drummers can take off their shirts or they can wear gloves, but not both.") the Karaoke Rules of Rock must state that you can wear a Skipper's uniform or a HULKfist, never both.

karaoke — Grant hit the stage and tried out some new moves. Like pretending that his leg and ass were a guitar so he could play along for the two-guitar solo (holy shit). After warming up the crowd with his new moves...

karaoke — He closed in for the kill with an aerial classic (bonus points awarded for the finger pointing at the ground).

karaoke — Ellen Stagg in the hizzy.

karaoke — Bladders emptly, we headed over the basement of Remote to say hi to Sid & Buddy and friends.

karaoke — Grant hitting the stage also remarked the triumphant return of Chef! Yes! He sang the Darkness' I Believe in a Thing Called Love. (Which practically demands multiple David Lee Rothesque aerial maneuvers).

karaoke — Big Daddy took the mic and kicked a little Lionel Ritchie "Celebration" (and Frank stayed on stage to back him up).

karaoke — ...down to its KNEES!

karaoke — Bringing the house down...

karaoke — Grant onstange trying to get the hang of the very unique "FrankDance."

karaoke — Which cleared the lane for his big duet with (South African model and bizarro Nicole Kidman lookalike) Kanue.

karaoke — Seth moved in during the sweeping romantic chorus, until the song finally climaxed into a loving, tender...

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karaoke — Then it was time for the Man of Honor to take the stage.

karaoke — ...ass-cupping. (Hey Seth, does your girlfriend still read my site? Hope not! Hahah).

karaoke — Followed by Grant doing a lil Gn'R.

karaoke — After the (outright boring) trip to the nudy bar, we decided to head to Remote Lounge and take over Sid and Buddy's karaoke night there. (I guess karaoke's becoming a bachelor party trend?)

karaoke — Seth "Palm-greaser" Miller, introduced Sid & Buddy to his good friend "Mr. Frankin" and instantly the karaoke stage was ours. Here's Seth kicking things off with some Stevie.

karaoke — The plan was to have Leigh pop her cherryaoke, but instead she ended up being Meredith's shy backup dancer. I was really disappointed in Leigh. Meredith however...

karaoke — Something Easy Like a Sunday Morning (ahh-ahh-ah-ahhhhhhhh.)

karaoke — After my screaming rendition of Gloria's tale of woe (that crazy whore)...Philip wanted to sing something easy.

karaoke — Gloria, how's it gonna go down? Will you meet him on the main line? Or catch him on the rebound?

karaoke — After I was finished housing the pie, Philip swung by and we hit the town looking for a drink. Believe it or not, the only bar that we found that was open was this karaoke bar. (I swear, we weren't even looking for karaoke).

karaoke — I rocked out so hard I broke the fucking mic stand.

karaoke — Chris on the mic.

karaoke — Hahahaha. Grant executes a new move.

karaoke — And your air guitar.

karaoke — Which was suprisingly empty. Sometimes you want a packed karaoke joint, but other times less-crowded is better because it means you get to monopolize the stage.

karaoke — So amazing.

karaoke — ...HAHAHAHAHA. Hooooo-leeeeeeeeee fugging shit. I almost pissed myself. What's that? You'd like a close up? Yeah, me too.

karaoke — There was this dude there who had slathered himself in that awful bronzer skin dye that makes you look tan. He kept going up to Sid and Buddy every five minutes and saying stuff like "Yo dudes, am I going to be up anytime soon? I'm going to be a famous singer someday and it might be in your best interest to treat me right." He tried that nonsense for 90 minutes and finally growing discouraged, bribed them with $40 and was instantly put on stage. Hahaha. He started singing some awful Justin Timberlake song while gyrating and air-humping. This prompted Carol to bum-rush the stage and sexily unbutton his shirt while he sang. He thought she was into him, but everytime he looked away from her, she'd pull faces like this...

karaoke — Thursday night I went to karaoke and found Carol in rare, ultra-fiesty form.

karaoke — And to practive your aerial manuevers.

karaoke — But it's ok, I just ended up playing it off like all I really wanted was an Alice Cooperesque cane to point at people with.

karaoke — Chris enlightened the lingering audience members by accompanying Grant's last somg with some "traditional" Greek dance moves.

karaoke — Goodnight Jamie! Thanks for being such a good sport! Congratulations!

karaoke — "What, you want me to drop my pants again?"

karaoke — Then Jamie and all of the guys in his wedding party hit the stage for a group sing-a-long.

karaoke — ...here he is at the peak! How fucking unbelievable is this picture? As soon as I clicked the shutter I knew I'd managed to capture something magical. Click here to download a full-size, high-resolution version. Because you know you want to set this shit as your desktop wallpaper.

karaoke — It has a crazy fast shutter and I can usually manage to capture two to four pictures per second with it. Here's Grant on the way up and...

karaoke — Ok, towards the end of the night, I switched back over to shooting with my fancy cam.

karaoke — Hahaha. Yep, that's definitely a Bon Jovi face.

karaoke — Looks like Jovi to me.

karaoke — The crowd going wild to Buddy playing "inflatible fiddle" to The Devil Went Down to Georgia.

karaoke — Buddy driving the love train.

karaoke — Neeeeple Peeench.

karaoke — This guy was awful, so Carol and Marjorie rushed the stage to try and help make his performance more entertaining.

karaoke — Julie played along for the first few minutes, but as the song dragged on Ed's crooning and caressing went from cute to creepy in a hurry. (Hey, remember when Chiara's friend Leila almost hooked up with Ed after a serenading?)

karaoke — Ooh-la-la! Ed!

karaoke — Then Ed went up and sang some ballad from the 70s that no one else knew. Ed can't truly emote his love unless he has a muse in the audience to perform to. On this particular night, Julie was singled out as the lucky lady.

karaoke — Emily rocking the stage.

karaoke — Here's my failed attempt to catch him at the peak of a DLR kick - don't worry, they'll be plenty more of this later.

karaoke — Haha. The view from above.

karaoke — Purple Rain never felt so good.

karaoke — Then Grant come on!

karaoke — I don't know who the guy singing was, I was more interested in taking pictures of Buddy trying to manage playing the inflatible guitar while wearing BOTH Hulk Fists.

karaoke — Ben pulling some crazy-ass "Michael Jackson in the BAD video" shit on stage.

karaoke — And then she licked his "titties necklance."

karaoke — ...officially kick off the karaoke festivities!

karaoke — Talk about a good sport. God bless this guy.

karaoke — Then halfway through his song, she rushed the stage and made it clear that she preferred him pantless.

karaoke — Candy (who is indeed, the devil) went up right afterwards and tried to smooth things over with a well-executed karaoke jam.

karaoke — Hahaha. Best photo ever. She just won't rest until she gets her hands on...

karaoke — After her impressive ariel debut, Candy went back up onstage once again accompanied by the ever-lusting Kanue.

karaoke — Who's certainly not shy about her crush on Candy.

karaoke — This picture is so awesome it merrited a close up. So here you go.

karaoke — ...SID AND BUDDY KARAOKE! After a long hiatus from the karaoke circuit, Grant came back with a fierceness! Pulling his usual ariel stunts...

karaoke — Grant's jam got everyone crazy amounts of worked up. Going so far as to inspire Candy to try her first DLR (David Lee Roth) onstage air kick!

karaoke — ...as well as introducing a few new tricks. Like using Candy as a guitar during his song's solo. Holy fucking shit.

karaoke — Ok, enough with all the orgy stuff - how about we get to some singing?

karaoke — "Sure, I'm being all cute while you're on stage. Holding your hand, singing along..."

karaoke — ...Candy! Every time Candy sings, Kanue ends up on stage with her trying to publicly roll up deep in her steez.

karaoke — Needless to say this particular night of karaoke was a little more out of control than most other karaoke nights.

karaoke — Any time you end up wearing a silver sparkly bandana, it's usually a safe bet to say you've had an interesting evening. And hey, the month's only half over. Click here for Part Two.

karaoke — "...but if you don't come home with me I swear to god I'll break your fucking arm. You hear me, Candy?"

karaoke — I bet you were starting to wonder where the karaoke photos were, am I right?

karaoke — You were all thinking, "Man, where are the photos of people lying drunk on a karaoke stage trying to look up Candy's skirt?"

karaoke — Hahahahah. Holy fuck. Who knew Justin Timberlake had a brother with Down's Syndrome?

karaoke — Lots of people ask me why I go to karaoke so often.

karaoke — Carol, Marjorie and Ellen on the 'roke stage.

karaoke — Clearly, they're not people that look at the pictures on this site.

karaoke — Matt "scarfs" it up while Ellen shakes her tail.

karaoke — Woo, karaoke!

karaoke — After the party was over (aka - after the open bar ended) I headed back eastward and found my way over to Sid and Buddy's Thursday night karaoke party at Remote Lounge.

karaoke — And then this guy started getting naked.

karaoke — Ellen back on mic.

karaoke — Brian's one of the dudes that manages the place and beyond helping us to continue cutting the karaoke line, he also hooked us up with free drinks! Karaoke line cutting privileges? Free drinks? Rina was impressed. And we all know where that leads...

karaoke — Rina rocking out.

karaoke — Is there anything better than six girls on stage singing a collaborative karaoke jam?

karaoke — Monday night I met up with Sarah and we headed over to a new karaoke night (shhhh! Don't tell Sid & Buddy I'm cheating!) over at Crash Mansion (which is, hands down, the GIZZAYEST name for an establishment in the history of the world).

karaoke — Sarah don't come out to karaoke much, but when she does, she brings the pain.

karaoke — Emily Scarlett-Kramer on the mic. A bonafide hot mamma and half the girl-force behind the now legendary CAKE parties. (On a side note, I get like 2-3 emails PER WEEK from dudes asking me how to get invited. Find a cute girl who's a member and have her invite you.)

karaoke — Say what you will but I still think you really can't go wrong by starting the month off with karaoke that looks like this by the end of the night.

karaoke — Superstar photographer Ellen Stagg throating out a Zepplin smackdown.

karaoke — Especially this one girl who spent most of the song dancing while leaning all of her weight against me.

karaoke — After Fatty and Colin primed the audience and by the time I hit the stage to deliver a Bon Jovi smackdown, things were totally...

karaoke — Colin and Bill's amazing duet managed to bring even more girls we didn't know up out of their seats and on to the dancefloor.

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