“What are you talking about?” his friend said. When he finished, he was mortified and wanted to leave. “I just remember my legs were trembling really bad, my palms were sweaty, my face had to have been beet red, but the whole time I’m smiling, because when I get nervous, I smile,” he said. She made a deal with him: If he sang, she’d cover his $100 tab.
In his late 20s, he reconnected with a friend who had opened a karaoke bar. When he got older, he’d walk into bars, realize it was karaoke night, immediately turn around and leave. He was singing to Boyz II Men’s “End of the Road” when his older brother interrupted: “Dude, shut up,” he said. It began on a family road trip to Palm Springs when he was a kid. A Adam dam Jones used to have a karaoke phobia.
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