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By David Hudnall

Published on August 10, 2006

Now that the most popular show on television is essentially a glorified karaoke competition, it seems more important than ever to stress that there’s a right way and a wrong way to do karaoke. The right way is to go with friends, get drunk and choose the funniest songs you are capable of singing. The wrong way is to lurk in the corner by yourself and, when your name is called, belt out dead-serious renditions of Whitney Houston or Lynyrd Skynyrd songs in the hopes that a talent agent in the crowd will discover you. You are not the next American Idol.

There’s live karaoke at 9 p.m. on the first three Fridays of every month at the Westport Flea Market (817 Westport Road, 816-931-1986). Do it right.
Fridays, 9 p.m., 2006