I'd been curious how things were going for chargerboy, anyway, so I headed on over. It was definitely a pretty dead night, but Gabe was running quite a decent little show, especially considering what he had to work with. Not that it's all that terrible - the bar went the VocoPro route, and VocoPro has long made adequate equipment. Pretty much just adequate, but, well, good enough by any other name...
They also have a catalog that, while not exactly wonderful, covers the bases reasonably - and has also been updated fairly recently. It's mostly based on Sweet Georgia Brown discs. The SGB library has a very nice selection of titles. The quality is, well, um, adequate.
So, basically, they did a good job of putting together a system that works for a minimum amount of money. Not necessarily a bad thing. And Gabe, while still slower at this than he'll likely get later, was doing a very nice job of dialing everyone in. Not to mention finding and queuing songs much faster than people I won't mention - even with one of his two trays not working.
The "dialing in" bit is more impressive when you consider that the rotation included myself (a very quiet singer), and lucydogstringer, who's, um, not.
About half an hour after I got there, timenchanter joined us. With tychobrahe (there on his birthday), that rounded out the KoC-in-exile crowd, not to mention being most of the group there. I got quite an earful of J&D drama from Steven, not too surprisingly. I won't rant on the stupidity of driving off one's core business again...
I was, of course, only going to hang out for a little bit, then go home. So at 2:00am, Timmie and I dropped by the Mini for some sustenance, and then headed home. Where I pretty much fell into bed.
Wednesday, I woke up early enough to do a few things - mostly laundry, and working on the paperwork for a show I'll be doing at UCSC (thank you, Seth!). The paperwork would, of course, normally be trivial, unless of course one wants to figure out how to fill in a PDF form that's not set up for the purpose...
My pants were finally dry around 4:30pm, so I packed up everything, and headed down to the AAA to pay my dues. The idiots have an online payment method, but only credit your account that way if you pay a month in advance. To pay on the day (as I always end up doing), one has to make it into the office. They apparently do their finances in Bizarro-world.
Then I drifted up the peninsula towards the City. I wasn't in a particular hurry, obviously. I got there around 7:00pm, to have several people go on about how early I was (Half an hour is that much, really?). I still was only ready right at 8;30pm, largely because parking my car turned into an adventure - the Young Democrats were having another meeting, so close-by parking was hard to find.
Well, there was also some frantic pawing through my trunk. A setscrew fell off part of the monitor stand. It isn't vital, but it is an added bit of safety. I never found it - looks like I might actually get around to shuffling through the black hole that is my trunk this week.
Between jannypanlj and the democrats, I had singers immediately. The first rotation was pretty short, but it picked up from there - and before too long, I had some of the regulars, as well. This was the first time I'd seen Amity in weeks.
Hard to characterize the night, really. There were 9 total rotations, many, many drunk people, a fair amount of dancing, and my income kinda sucked. It's really nice getting the kudos, and it was wonderful fun, but I also need to pay the bills.
Maria and Tim came back, and brought other people (who left in part because of mismanagement on my part. Dammit). Maria really wants to get back into doing karaoke. I'm seriously thinking about talking to George and Cher about upping my share, and that as part of that I'd hire Maria to help hostess. She's got the right general attitude, she's local, she's got lots of friends, she sings well, and she's cute.
She also seems to be interested in the technical side, so training her on the equipment might not be a bad idea either.
A few highlights: A very nice guy in leather pants who called himself Pilot, was enthusiastic, involved, liked to do backgrounds with people, danced well, and couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. Brian and Stephanie - Stephanie being melt-in-your-mouth adorable (well, she is my type), and Brian being waaaay drunk - sang a couple of songs each. He was actually quite a good singer, especially considering that at the end, I wasn't sure he could focus on the screen. He kept buying drinks, even though they hadn't finished the previous ones. We were all glad to hear they lived within walking distance.
Amy D. of the democrats having a near orgasm when she discovered I had songs from Rent, and dragging her roommate Jennifer up with her to sing Take Me or Leave Me.
Tim dragging up Maria to sing the same song towards the end of the night, even though she doesn't know it.
Jeremy, a not bad-looking guy who showed up around 11:00pm, tried to scam drinks and cigarettes off of people, seemed high, hit on Kym, and sang three songs reasonably well.
I had only one drink all night - Cher had Rachel make a lemon drop for myself and the core regulars. I must have her make me one again - best lemon drop I've ever had.
Shutdown was reasonably smooth, though the funny thing is that the only person helping me out was Cher. All the big strong guys were busy gabbing.
The usual drive down, including the usual stop off to see April, and then home, where I stayed up long enough to clear some of the laundry off my bed.
Today has been somewhat mellow. I still haven't finished the UCSC paperwork, but I have scanned in most of a new disc. I'm not totally sure I'll ever be able to get track 16 off the thing, but in the meantime, I have the other tracks, and 16's a repeat, anyway. So I'm about to start on the database entry for that - there should be new update sheets tonight. Not that it's a particularly exciting disc.
But then I get to see what new excitement awaits me at KoC!