According to a widely read feature in Saturday’s New York Times, there have been at least half a dozen murders in the Philippines after people sang karaoke to Frank Sinatra’s “My Way.” The “My Way Killings” have occurred “after the singer sang out of tune, causing other patrons to laugh or jeer.” This is so sad and messed up. We at PopWatch are such losers at karaoke that it has never occurred to us that things could so easily turn violent. The most potentially violent karaoke-related scene I’ve witnessed was when a coworker who may or may not be pictured muttered an obscenity under his breath after a karaoke-bar manager politely requested that we depart the premises because our paid hours had long expired. I guess I once technically killed a pitcher of Sapporo when I fell during “I Am The Walrus,” but I don’t think that counts. Wow, we’re cool! Your stories will be better. Tell us: Have you ever had violent thoughts during karaoke? And how did you suppress them?
PopWatch has always advocated private room karaoke, the benefits of which also include padded furniture, not subjecting strangers to the horrific sound of your voice, and the freedom to move about whenever, wherever you want.
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