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How I Got My Karaoke Nickname/How Did You Get Yours?

Wednesday, August 27th, 2008

Hello Friends, 
     I was thinking about nicknames the other day...in particular karaoke nicknames...
how we get them, if we keep them and the variety of them. 
     As we hear the karaoke host or hostess call someone up by some cool nickname,
 we often smile and wonder how they came upon the handle that they now go by when
they are singing karaoke or smile because we know.
    Sometimes we come by these nicknames because of who we are or by what we do.
Sometimes they rhyme with our given names or come from our appearance. Regardless
of how we came by our individual nicknames for singing karaoke, there is often a story
behind that name.

     OK...So here is your chance to let the world know how you got that catchy little
karaoke nickname.  

     I hope you will stay and read on to discover how I got my nickname then it's YOUR turn
...step up to the microphone please and sing your story loud and clear.

Apparently It Was Me

I can remember some twenty odd years back when I just started singing karaoke (wow! has it really been that long?). Boy, was I nervous. I must have sat there for about a month watching and enjoying everyone else singing karaoke before I actually got up enough nerve to venture up. I waited until almost closing time on a quiet night and the place had cleared a bit before I put my song in. I was scared but excited and managed to pull off my first attempt at singing karaoke with only a small nervous error or two.

After I had been singing karaoke for about a month or so, my confidence was improving although I was still nervous when I went up.

When I got nervous I had this little habit of flipping my wrist around the microphone cord which would loop the cord while I was singing karaoke. When I was finished my song I had managed to accumulate several knots in the cord. Singing karaoke was a serious business after all and I am always one to try my best.

A month or so later I was sitting with friends one evening, singing karaoke on this particular night as usual, when I heard from behind me, the host say into the microphone, “Well, I wonder who we have up next?”

As my back was to him, I paused and listened, and heard him called back, ”Well, I see that it is not Sharon.”

I smiled, as I thought he was teasing me, knowing I was anxious to get up but I let it pass without turning and continued chatting and listening to my friends.

Again I hear him say, “It’s not Sharon.”

Thinking this was getting a little old now, I ignored it and focussed once again on my friends as I waited to hear someone else singing karaoke.

For the third time I hear him call out, “I said, it’s KNOT Sharon.”

Wondering why he was being so persistent, I turned around and called back,”Then who the heck IS IT?”

Amid the gales of laughter from the audience, I realized that he had actually just given me a nickname fo singing karaoke, and I sheepishly scurried up as the laughter continued.

Of course, just as a ‘crowd pleaser’ I had to loop a few knots for them as I was singing my song.