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the wife was in niagara this past week for a photography "thing" and one night they decided to do some karaoke.  there were about six in her group and about six in another group.  her group each got to sing one song, then it was the other group's turn for each of them to sing one....then it was the other group's turn again...then  it was the other group's turn to sing three or four duets and three-ets together.....then is was the other group's turn to each sing one.  my wife's group each got to sing one song in about three hours when there were only twelve singers in the rotation.  i felt bad for her, but all i could say is, "well, it wasn't my show!"  i guess the KJ felt that folks from out of town didn't deserve to have a fair rotation.  so if you
re ever in niagra, beware of Pete's rotation.  don't know the name of the show or the bar, but she said, the guy who ran it was Pete and he looked like a 70's throwback complete with wings for a hairdo.

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Rotation problems.  

Everyone handles their rotation differently.   Bad rotations can kill your crowd.


My way is the best.

Oh, Bigdog...I can't knock you because you are still employed and obviously doing something right. Maybe it is your rotation. It certainly isn't your superior customer service skills. (JK)

I guess I have been lucky in being welcomed with open arms as a guest. Peter sounds like he is a real Peter if you know what I mean. It also saddens me that the regular crowd didn't welcome you. Wait...did I say "saddens"? It peeses the sheet out of me.

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Since we're on the subject of bad show.....
I ended up doing another filler gig Saturday night. After I finished I drove up to the next town, about 25 miles to a couple of bars that also do Karaoke. The first bar was cool as always, although I'm not to keen on some of their outdated and ragged equipment, they still do a fair rotation and the KH is pretty cool. I hang out there for a while then decide to go up the road to the next bar. The next bar is your typical redneck hangout, comes complete with bullet holes in the walls and a jukebox with every George Jones album known to man. Note: I have nothing but love for George, but gimme a break.
There's a guy singing as I come in, so I look through the book, which only had about 200 songs,fill out a slip, turn it in.
After this guys finished, the KJ puts on some dance music. The dance music plays for the next 45 mins., kid you not. At one point, I ask the lady who was running the show how come she took played such a long set of dance music, her reply was, 'so people can dance', I looked at the empty dance floor and replied, 'okay, gotcha'.
She goes back up and after another 10 mins of doing whatever it was she was doing, she calls me up right off. I walk up to where the mic is laying on the table next to the monitor. It's duct taped to the cord, and the end of the mic is flat where it's been dropped so many times. I so a simple hello into it and this thing sounded like it was fresh out of the Radio Shack bargain bin. She starts up the song and I can't see the lyrics because all the monitor is showing is static. I bring it to her attention and she reaches over the booth and gives it a good wack and it straightens right up...
As I'm getting ready to sing, two guys come up and start talking as loud as they can to the lady. I'm mean there so loud that you can hear them mic because they're standing right behind me. I ask her to stop the song. She ask me what the problem is. I turn to the guys behind me and ask them if they intend to yell the whole time I'm doing my song. The younger of the two, puffs up his chest and starts going off with this, 'what the F*** is your problem old man'. I put down the mic, grab him by his little punk arse ear and walk him over to the nearest table. Sitting him down, I tell him not to even think about getting up until I finish. As I walk back to the booth, the other guy makes a run out the side door...
Do you get the impression that I was pretty pi$$ed by now...
Okay so I go back and get the mic and ask the lady if she would please start the song again. I'm standing there and you could hear a pin drop. Suddenly it dawns on me that I may have made a fatal mistake. The only thing I could think to say is as the music started up was..'Do you Mo****F*****s wanna dance or what, Come on ladies let me see what you've got!!!!' Bingo, all the gals hit the dance floor and two seconds later the guys follow...instant party. The song was just 'Mustang Sally' but I did it in a version that would have made Wilson Pickett proud.  
After I finished, the folks gave their approval with the usual hoots, hollars and whistles. I'm walking back to my seat and the KJ ask me over the mic if I wanted to do another song. I go back and tell her I'll wait my turn like everyone else. She then tells me that there is nobody else. Suddenly the light bulb goes on, if I was the only person with a song in, then why did she make me wait for almost an hour to get up and sing. I just shake my head and say yeah let's hit'em one more time and I do 'Mony Mony' and then I hit them again with 'Shout'. The whole time the dance floor stays packed. I finally let them rest for a second and then give them some belly rubbing music with 'Wonderful Tonight'. After I'm finished I go up to the bar to get a coke and it's total chaos behind the bar, the bartenders and waitress are running their arse off trying to keep up with all the drink sales. Wow, imagine that.
Sometimes you can't appreciate what you have until you go visit another Karaoke show and see just how bad others run their show. And the insult is they're still making money.

James the Lion Hearted
Maninblack
White Trash Philosopher
Humble(sometimes) Karaoke Host

P.S. oh yeah in case you're wondering, the guy I took to the table was still sittin in his seat when I left.

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Love as though you've never been hurt, Dance as though no one's watching, Sing as though God Himself were listening.

Gotta love it.

woo hoo Maninblack !! I would have loved to been there to see it.

I remember going on vacation with bf and the karaoke host had no clue about rotation. He let his very few regulars run the show. The first people he called up were this older couple in there 80s I think. They both sang 2 songs then one together. I thought how nice of the KJ to let them do that because they had so much trouble walking to the stage because of their age.

I was wrong he let the next person sing 3 songs in a row. He had no books and no slips to fill out. You simply walked up and told him you wanted to sing. He didn't know my name so kind said hey you over the mic to call me up. With only a handful of singers it took almost an hour in a half to sing again. If it wasn't the only karaoke in town we would have left sooner.

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DAMN, I wannna go out and PARTY with MANINBLACK!!!!!!!!!!


BTW, accidently hit the REPORT button instead of QUOTE button.  Sorry, hope it donsen't get ya in trouble.

WO JAMES YOU FINALLY FOUND BIGDGOS SHOW

about "belly-rubbing" music!  

Once at one of the places I go, the kj introduced a guy by saying he was going to do some "baby-making music".  (I don't remember what the song was, but it was an R&B ballad.)  A few minutes later, just by coincidence, someone walked in with a baby!  I said, "Wow--this baby-making music really works!  LOL

(Yes, it WAS a bar--a bar in a bowling alley, but a bar nonetheless.  But apparently the baby's mom was someone who knew a lot of people there and wanted to let them see the baby.)

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I've been to shows like that when I've travelled.  I also usually make a public announcement (on my last song which, in a couple places was also my first) about how much I haven't appreciated visiting [location]!

Ahhhh I knew the ol' biker was still in there someplace James!

 LMAO  LMAO


Now that's comedy.


If it was my show I would have made him wait 1 hour.   Then before he came up, I would have told him it was too late.    Any lip and I pull out the 45.  :yes:

Man, I've re-read this post about three times now, just trying to think of someway that you could've done something, and ya know what, I can't think of any.....I feel for you man, seriously, having to sit there with the wife and her friends and not be able to do a single thing about the situation. Cos you know she wanted you to be the knight in shining armour and save the day. And I'm sure running through her mind was, 'if my husband was running this show, we wouldn't have to be enduring this sheit'.....  
Honestly you have my sympathy, cos I probably would have lost my cool and pitched a fit.  
Being the wiseguy that I am though, I would have had the waitress send the largest empty glass she could find to their table, and make sure she told them it was from me.
Okay so the waitress takes the empty glass over to the table, motions that it's from me, they look, I wave back. Now you know curiosity is gonna get the best of them, and they're gonna wanna know how come you sent an empty glass over and perhaps even come over and ask about it. When they do, tell them it's not empty, it's just a tall glass of STFU, now go sit your arse back down and enjoy it.....

Hope the rest of your trip went better.
James

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Being critical of a person's success in any respect speaks volumes about the lack of your own.

Love as though you've never been hurt, Dance as though no one's watching, Sing as though God Himself were listening.

Okay, so after my show tonight, I go back up the road to the really bad karaoke bar. Guess what? They had a new mic and tv....
I didn't sing but just hung out for a while checking out other folks. So as I'm leaving, I order a coke and walk out to my car. I see that the bar next door is still open so I decide to go check it out. I walk in the door, and this guy comes running up to me.
Now take a wild guess who it was.....correct, the little peckerwood I made sit in his seat last week. He works at the bar. He tells me I can't bring my drink into the bar. I'm like what, it's not a beer, it's a coke, he still tells me that I can't bring it inside. Well the whole time he's standing there, I see a friend behind the bar watching all of this, turns out he's the owner. He gives me a nod, I start to walk over, and this kid reaches out and grabs my arm......big mistake.
Okay let me set this up for you. The kid that's confronting me, his girlfriend is standing next to him, with her arm wrapped around his arm. She's giving me this smirk and sucking on a lipop, kid you not...
I turn to the kid and tell him in a very firm but polite way, to take his hands off of me.
He actually tries to push me back out of the door.....mistake number 2.
I just look at him, smiling, and tell him that if he puts his hands on me one more time, that I'm gonna kick his arse right in front of his girlfriend, then I'm gonna take her out back and give her something besides that lipop to suck on....
My buddy behind the bar knows somethings about to go down and he comes running up. He's like hey man what's going on and the kid starts calling me a MF'er and I start busting out laughing, agitating the situation by saying, 'I didn't say anything about your mother, I said I was gonna have my way with your girlfriend'
This poor kid is so mad at this point, I can see tears welling up. The guy that owns the place tells him it's cool, that he knows me and I finally get to come in the door.
Anyway, blah, blah, blah......nothing happens til the bar closes.
I'm sitting there talking with my buddy and I tell him the reason I was giving the kid so much grief was about last week when I was next door and he tried to pull the Hulk thing on me in there.
So anyway,(I know, get to the point) after the bar closes, the kid comes up to me and ask me with a very serious look on his face why I was giving him so much grief.
I just told him, hey look kid, you're working the door, right, and you've got this attitude that you're gonna kick everybody's arse that walks through it. What's gonna happen one of these days, is you're gonna tick off the wrong person and that person is going to totally mess up your day. You're not that big, so you've got to play it smart. What you should have said was, 'excuse me, but the bar has a no outside drinks permitted in the bar. If you want to stand here and finish it, that's cool, or you can drop it in the trash can here by the door.' If somebody gives you lip, just say 'hey I'm not trying to give you a hard time, but that's the bar policy, thanks for understanding' Now 9 out of 10 times, folks are gonna be cool, that is, if you're cool.
But if you're confrontational, then guess what, they gonna be the same, so you gotta think smart. And besides, if I upset you that much, what are you gonna do when you really tick somebody off? I'm mean if I'm the worst you ever have to handle, then lifes gonna be pretty easy, but don't count on it.
By now the kids cool, he's laughing and cutting up, everythings forgiven and forgotten. But me being me, as I leave the door, something evil inside of me took over and I couldn't resist but hollering back at him, when he looks my way, I go 'Hey kid, I still wanna bonk your girlfriend'
The last thing I saw was the bouncers grabbing him by the arms holding him back as I got my silly arse to the car and headed out towards the road.
Anyway, it's late, or early depending on your lifestyle. Thanks once again for enduring one of my novels when all I really intended was to tell you folks that the really bad karaoke bar, did actually get some new equipment. The place is still a dump, but at least they're trying.

James

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I serve no man and am loyal to only one God.

Being critical of a person's success in any respect speaks volumes about the lack of your own.

Love as though you've never been hurt, Dance as though no one's watching, Sing as though God Himself were listening.

@lolipop and the goil-friend!

You're really evil when ya wanna be m'man!

guess y'all got the impression that i was there with her.  unfortunately, no this wasn't the case because i'm sure i would have surely done or said something stupid.  she was cool about it apparently, which for those of you who know her is saying ALOT!  guess she didn't want the mounties to get her!

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James, you need to tell us more of your bar experiences.  Good times.  :lol:

You're killing me.     Lollypop.........girlfriend.....outback......something else to .....  LMAO  LMAO

James, I ussually skim over the really long post and don't read the whole thing...both of your post here are awesome...I would love to sit down with you and hear about some of your experiences....That's awesome stuff!!!

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