For those of you that aren't aware, there are KTV bars all over Hangzhou, probably all over China, who knows. The premise is simple; you go in, hire a room, fill it full of bevvies, drink, smoke, dance, and sing. All of the aforementioned are optional of course, but when in Rome.
I know it just sounds like karaoke, but it isn't; the rooms are private and well kitted out with decent furniture, big screens, good quality sound systems, disco lighting, plenty of microphones, and a console for queuing songs that will allow for volume and pitch changes of the backing track and the microphone. There may be more, but that's all I need.
It was Big Ds idea; he's a big fan.

I'm not sure if SD was a big fan, but what he lacked in talent, he made up for with enthusiasm.

Our CEO was the big shocker; great singer; well into it.

I was sitting it out mostly, letting the locals demonstrate their talents; tonnes of great singers there; really enjoyable, even when we're dealing with Chinese chart toppers...which are more difficult to get into.

Apperently the Macarena came on, and the boys began to dance; unfortunately I had NO idea what the moves are and had to sit it out.

Shortly afterwards, I may have reached my alcohol tolerance level.
And shortly after that...
Friday night...I went to KTV again.
2 comments:
I'm just admiring all the bottles of spirits on the table!
They're not mine...and niether is the cigarette!
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