If you haven’t met my girlfriend fiance Season, she’s a fantastic singer. We like to sometimes hit a bar that’s doing karaoke. She gets the chance to sing in public and I get the chance to watch her sing in public. It’s a win-win. Tonight’s trip was to Bulldog and all told, it was a fun night. A stripper from the club next door stopped by to butcher nearly a dozen songs. Season sung two that were just fantastic.
The bar started to clear out and this older guy who was clearly twelve beers into an eleven-beer night asked if he could sing his grandmother’s favorite song. I started recording about half-way through. It’s strangely sweet. And if you take a second to think about it, amazingly sad. I thought I’d share.
