Tuesday
Dec072010
2010 Gratitude #5: The Highball Lounge

My friend Gareth likes to refer to it as "singing the crazy out." It's karaoke at the Highball Lounge.

At the beginning of the year, I expressed a desire to sing more often. Somewhere, somehow, it didn't matter -- I grew up singing in church choir and have always loved it.
In April, I discovered the Highball Lounge's karaoke rooms. Almost immediately, a group of us started going regularly to the Highball to sing our guts out. We meet as much as we can. We've each developed our signature songs. (We have a resident Prince expert, a Barbra Streisand expert, and a "Ballroom Blitz" genius.)

There are those of us who have entire Excel files dedicated to listing their favorite songs and songs they want to try. (Yes, that would be me.)

It's become a highlight on my personal tours of Austin when we have out-of-town guests. Our group even had a special Scary-oke evening for Halloween (we came in costume):

I love this place. I love that we are such enormous nerds for karaoke. I love that there are rooms dedicated to singing your heart out with no shame. It's so therapeutic. I am so grateful for the angels behind the Highball Lounge.

At the beginning of the year, I expressed a desire to sing more often. Somewhere, somehow, it didn't matter -- I grew up singing in church choir and have always loved it.
In April, I discovered the Highball Lounge's karaoke rooms. Almost immediately, a group of us started going regularly to the Highball to sing our guts out. We meet as much as we can. We've each developed our signature songs. (We have a resident Prince expert, a Barbra Streisand expert, and a "Ballroom Blitz" genius.)

There are those of us who have entire Excel files dedicated to listing their favorite songs and songs they want to try. (Yes, that would be me.)

It's become a highlight on my personal tours of Austin when we have out-of-town guests. Our group even had a special Scary-oke evening for Halloween (we came in costume):

I love this place. I love that we are such enormous nerds for karaoke. I love that there are rooms dedicated to singing your heart out with no shame. It's so therapeutic. I am so grateful for the angels behind the Highball Lounge.
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