Within the first night of being back, the word on the street wad that it was time once again for me to pick up the mic and prepare for battle in one of the most dangerous forms of combat known to humankind!
Yes, my friends, it’s time for some karaoke.
Last year (when DefineTO was still Twestival Toronto), I hit the crowd with a rendition of Montell Jordan’s “This is How We Do it”, but it wasn’t enough. While other contenders included Sean Ward‘s crooning Nelly’s “Hot in Herre” with female accompaniment and Michael Nus‘ singing of the forbidden one-hit kill karaoke song—Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing”, ultimately the crown went to Reggy Sy (with a song I can’t even say I know—maybe it was done by Sheryl Crow?).
Y’all good, I’ll admit it, but I’m far from done. In this year’s Twidol (Twitter Idol, since it’s a singing competition), I’m coming back swinging. What I don’t have in formal singing training, I have in showmanship. What I do have in singing ability is being honed to a fine-tipped point.
Yes, all the proceeds go to charity.
Yes, it’s a great event for everyone to come together.
But they don’t call me Karaoke King for nothing.[ref]No one really calls me Karaoke King…[/ref] (All of a sudden…)[ref]Biggie reference. R.I.P., man, over 15 years later.[/ref]
If you feel like relieving yourself of $20, feel free to buy a ticket and come out on Thursday to cheer me on! (Or if you use Twitter, seriously just vote for me. Keep your eyes peeled Thursday night for the appropriate hashtag!)
–case p.
