Infatuation

I sang Rod Stewart's "Infatuation" at Alibi Lounge (Karaoke Bar) the other night. I had zero liquor in my system, I was catching a cold and my cousins who hate karaoke were with me. The KJ called me to the stage and I walked up to the stage just wanting to get it over with. As I took the mic and the familiar guitar intro began to play, a sweet spirit brushed over my hips... Suddenly, my curves began to gyrate, my shoulders began to shake and a smile came to my glossed lips.

"Infatuation", I sang...

A few people in the audience began to clap, my hips were now swinging (violently) from side to side.

"Infatuation," I sang...

That's what singing does. It takes a bad situation and turns it good. It turns lemons in to lemon drops with extra vodka. Karaoke can turn the biggest critic into a fame hungry Cher impersonator. Really - I've seen this happen. A wise man once said, "Never underestimate the power of Karaoke".

A wiser woman (me) once said, "Karaoke is not about singing well, it's about loving to sing."