Karaoke Divas Unite! UH-oh, Catfight!

The Battle of the Songbirds ...

I made this T-shirt for myself this summer that said:

I'm the
Patsy
(Cline)
dammit!

You see, in karaoke, Patsy Cline songs are kind of easy and fun to sing, in the alto range, so almost any woman can sound melodic, if she's capable at all, you just need to learn the songs, which aren't hard. There's plenty of room to perform inside the songs; they're just great.

So, it's always a competition to see who does, who is, the Patsy. Sometimes sopranos will encroach on Patsy territory, swooping in to peck at an alto who is getting too much attention.

I sing a lot of Patsy. Did I say before? I'm more Patsy than Patsy. I could be the reincarnation of Patsy, but my big friend ChrisPy says he is, and his birthday is closer to her demise. (He's hetero, so you know.)

So, I had this T-Shirt made. What I do is make the graphic up in Photoshop, post it to CafeShops.com, where I can choose a shirt to put it on, and then order the shirt. I wore it one night this summer, to rave reviews -- it was almost too powerful, in fact I haven't worn it there since.

EVERYONE noticed and commented. EVERYONE talked to me and smiled, EVERYONE called me Patsy. I was the belle of the ball.

The karaoke hostess punished me for all the attention I garnered by alternately excessively speeding up and slowing down the songs I chose of the next two weeks. I went on a wild musical detour into uncharted song territory (and expanded my range), trying to shake her off my tail. Some nights I bombed, but it was all worth it.

It's a sleeveless shirt, so I don't know if I'll be wearing it anytime soon.

But the thing is: Last night a STRANGER ordered the T-shirt from CafePress! I was thinking it would be fun to have duelling Patsies, in fact, I ordered another shirt I might give to ChrisPy's sister (although she's mad at me right now for singing Blue Bayou, which she was trying to work up the nerve to sing.)