Is there such a thing as too much karaoke?

I suppose we might find out tonight, with my second straight night of karaoke from beginning until close, and my fourth night closing a karaoke bar in eight nights. How my voice held up last night after growling through The Runaways' "Cherry Bomb" to start with is interesting enough, but I must rawk. As a matter of fact, I called an audible on trying out Hank Williams Sr.'s "Move It on Over" and a couple of other numbers to rock the kids properly. Perhaps tonight I might do an "all mellow" (okay, who am I trying to kid --- "mostly mellow") set . . .

The Hives' show at the Roseland on Saturday night was a lot of fun, with lots of loud, crisp power chords; cocky swagger; and lead-vocalist antics channeling the bravado and bluster of Mick Jagger, David Johannsen (during and after The New York Dolls), and Iggy Pop. Fellow Swedes/girl group Sahara Hotnights impressed greatly as the quartet absolutely tore through its set. If you like The Runaways or The Donnas (hopefully both), give Sahara Hotnights a listen.

Hopefully more live rocking later this week, with Stiff Little Fingers and Throw Rag at Berbati's Pan on Wednesday and Burning Brides at Ash Street Saloon on Thursday.

May your Monday treat you all well!