Penance

Last night I made a poor karaoke decision.

The event: the book-release party for Brian Raftery‘s Don’t Stop Believin’: How Karaoke Conquered the World and Changed My Life (which everyone should purchase immediately).

The band: the inimitable imitators known as the Punk Heavy Metal Karaoke Band (whom you should check out this Friday night at Fontana’s).

The options: Billy Idol’s “Dancing with Myself,” a perfectly fabulous tune that just happens to fall neatly within my very limited vocal range. 2) “Tom Sawyer” by Rush, which the band wanted to play instead.

I chose Billy Idol.

Now, many people out there know me as the author of Perfect From Now On: How Indie Rock Saved My Life, and so might wonder why I’d ever regret snubbing a prog-tastic rock jam like “Tom Sawyer.” But these same people haven’t yet read my upcoming master opus, Geddy From Now On: How Rush Saved My Life.

In penance, I have decided to spend the entire day listening to the drums of Neil Peart, which isn’t actually penance at all but instead a nifty way to drive my neighbors insane.

This also happened last night, by the way. Good times.

WHY I’M ANGRY TODAY
My head has been busted by Budweiser.

2 thoughts on “Penance

  1. Understood my friend. Understood. I had 8 – 9 bottles of beer (so my husband says – hell I don’t remember) this weekend and don’t remember a good deal of my first and only childless vacation. Forgot to eat…again, not suggested.

  2. My introduction to Rush came in the form of the Roll the Bones music video. All I could/can say is: Oh my God.

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