Portland Karaoke: Get to Know Your KJ | Chopsticks Express
December 15, 2008 — PDXPIPELINEBy Will Radik
If you're in Portland, you probably love karaoke.You love to put your beard, and your stunna shades on and go out to thrash a wicked air guitar solo during your rendition of Holy Diver, sloshing PBR all over the floor, and the five bandanas you're wearing.
You love squeezing together into ten person bunches so tight you can feel your best girlfriend's perineum pressing into your thigh through her American Apparel tights while you shout the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody. You love to jerk your neck so hard while banging out Pat Benetar's “Heartbreaker” that your dangly, star-shaped earrings fly across the room, nearly blinding someone and you wake up with whiplash and a whiskey hangover the next morning.
I know, because I love it, too. (I prefer Monopolowa vodka and IPA to whiskey and PBR, just in case you wanna buy me a drink. Just sayin'.) In fact, I loved it so much that I hung out at Chopsticks Express on Burnside until I started to blend in with the wood-paneling and flashing neon so well that someone decided to get me a job there. (Thanks, Jen!)
You know, a KJ. Karaoke DJ. We play your songs. We introduce you. We walk the razor's edge to get you to your appointed destination. We guide you through the night like musical angels on phosphorous clouds. And, whether you believe it, or not Read the rest of this entry »
