What song would the narrator/protagonist of your story sing at a karaoke bar and why?
If Karaoke had been popular in 1957, he’d have been into it. It would sound a bit like ‘The Gambler’ by Kenny Rogers ... not so much the tune, but the way it’s delivered and the country-and-western flavour. Why? Because singing and drinking go together like rum and coke.
There’s a feeling that you’re falling
A warm stream of delight
A gradual unravelling
A steep track in the night
Then you know that you’re a Palms boy
You’re a clubbie, you’re a clown
And it’s hell that you were seeking
And it’s Hell you finally found.