16 September 2009

Karaoke and all that jazz!

"Still there appear to be things missing. No doubt they will turn up before the 2012 Olympics...to say that the singing was dire. In fact it was worse than dire, it was totally bad!"


One of the biggest drawbacks of moving to an apartment from a house is that you are really living in a box which is cocooned by all these other boxes. It always reminds me of a beehive without the honey. Now, don't get me wrong, apartments have a lot going for them. They are economical, efficient, generally warmer than a house (especially in winter) and you don't need to worry about any gardening! (much to my relief).

Recently we moved into an apartment as a stop gap means as we will be moving to another part of Sydney in early 2010. It is a good sized apartment with a nice balcony and a good sized courtyard for our girls to run around, or ride their bikes. I am hoping that my youngest daughter quickly realises where the brakes are on her bike otherwise she is going to be black and blue for a long time to come!

Anyway, the first few days we were there it was really a matter of trying to unpack boxes, get the bedrooms in order and try and work out what was packed in what box. It certainly took a long time to sort it all out. Still there appear to be things missing. No doubt they will turn up before the 2012 Olympics, or the next Britney Spears album!

On our first Friday night of being in the apartment I was relaxing my weary and aching bones and trying to chill out for a while or two when I heard this strange noise. I opened our door and peered outside. There was nothing there. I looked out of the balcony in case an animal was injured. Again there was nothing. Then the sound started again. It was only at this point that I realised what it was.

In our apartment block there are a load of Chinese students who are in Australia to further their education. Generally they are so quiet that they are hardly noticed. This night the Chinese students above us were having a karaoke night. Now the songs were all being sung (nee destroyed) in Mandarin or Cantonese. Naturally not speaking either of these languages I had no idea which language was being sung or, should I say, murdered!

The karaoke continued for an hour or so and it is no exaggeration to say that the singing was dire. In fact it was worse than dire, it was totally bad! No chance of the students above me winning a musical talent show. To say they were out of tune would be akin to saying that rap is a form of music, rather that badly spoken words (yes, I am not a fan of rap music).

After an hour or so silence fell upon the apartment. The students had finished their 'singing'. I breathed a sigh of relief and got ready for bed. Maybe someone, or a resident, had cut the electricity to their apartment. Whatever the reason the silence was truly golden.

Since then, there have been no other outbreaks of karaoke - thankfully!



1 comment:

moodyblue2 said...

I always think they left the c off the front when they called it "rap" music!