She's sharper than a tack and more playful than a kitten
with a ball of yarn...
can catch our Naughty Kitty
Mondays at Swizzles,
Wednesdays at Ugly
& Fridays at Puzzles
My name is Moe, and I am a Karaoke junkie.
sit closer, and hear the tale of how a good and innocent young
girl was lured into the dark underbelly of the karaoke world,
and how, after losing her karaoke virginity (at about 18) became
the notorious Mistress M- Kamikaze Karaoke Junkie (a.k.a. Miss
a fresh-faced and still somewhat naïve young girl moved
to the big city of Ottawa, after spending her teen years in
Vermont, where cows out numbered people 3 to 1.
attended Ottawa U, met new people and discovered the real joys
of Ottawa; beavertails, kissing on both cheeks, 1st
of July on the
Hill, and karaoke.
She found a little spot that offered
karaoke. It became
the most happening place around
every welfare payday.
As a student working clothing retail (earning less than many
welfare recipients) it suited her budget.
beer and a karaoke songbook- who knew it could beckon
so many? It started as a Wednesday thing, then a Tuesday-Wednesday
thing then a Tuesday-Wednesday-Sunday thing...
"life" happened (as it oft does) and Moe was forced
to secure a "real" job and cut back even more on the
a few more years, this young girl, now transformed into a financial
bored out of her mind. She yearned to feel passion again, to
perform, to live out loud. Although she scoured the city for
places to sing, she felt consticted
by her interesting tenor
voice and confined herself to singing The Rose (down
3 semitones of course). It was getting old.
one Friday night in the spring of 2002, "it" happened;
little bar, great book, even greater KJs; oh she felt
addiction returned with a vengence, back for good (or as long
as Dog and Pony have a show on the road!).
You know, what they say is true: "Karaoke can turn
a "virgin" into a "junkie" in under 30 minutes!"