Leppotone Karaoke Overdrive IX November 24, 2007

Dear Leppotone Family,

Y'all are more than cordially invited to the Leppotone Karaoke Show 2007. Again, the fabulous Leppotone Karaoke Overdrive will take the stage at nine PM and commence to tax your patience with spontaneous and non-spontaneous assortments of sounds divided by interjections of surprise and silence.

The greasy rocking chair that keeps us all glued to the weathered porch of complacency will be kicked away in a moment of Costneriffic oblivion. If you aren''t "down" with that sort of thing, then you should stay home, because at this point, we quite frankly want nothing to do with you.

If you are at all familiar with what the hell we''re putting down, you should make with the requests in a most "pronto" fashion. I am an old and busy man, and I've had more than my share of pink mint juleps this evening (more on that later). If you are not acquainted with all of this prancing tootling, then read on, my sweet parfait.

In the fall of 1990, The Sleestacks ate a second Thanksgiving dinner on the Saturday after Thanksgiving at "our" house in Ann Arbor. We ate a great deal of the spoils of the season, leftover from the feasts of our various families. We also drank a great deal of fancy red wine. This was followed by a brief nude protest downtown, where we implored the coffee-drinking dolts (no offense) off Ann Arbor to "Free Willie Nelson." For a completely unknown reason, Mr. Nelson's problems with the IRS were at the center of our drunken noodles. Every year after that, The Sleestacks held a post-Thanksgiving party. It eventually became a Leppotone Thanksgiving Party, and it grew to include all of our favorite people and their thundering dance moves, beautiful vomiting and infidelity. The last of those parties included so many people that no one was able to eat or talk or play the banjo or dance or get naked. So, we decided to move the party to a public venue, because you know how amenable neighborhood bars are to eating, talking, playing the banjo, dancing and getting naked.

Since laughter is the best medicine, we decided that a live karaoke band would be the best salve for our drunken-banjo-dancing-infidelity wounds. The Karaoke show is our once-a-year free party, and everyone is invited, even assholes. The rules are simple. You request a song and the LKO plays it.

1. Request the song in advance and be willing to sing it.
2. Request the song in advance and be willing to listen to it.
3. Request the song during the show and be willing to sing it.
4. Request the song during the show and be willing to fight anyone who disagrees with your appraisal of the Styx canon.


Event submitted by Eventful.com on behalf of natcromlech.