Myspcae, Your Home For Karaoke?

In a move I can't say I saw coming, Myspace has launched a Beta version of a new service...Karaoke. This means that not only can you listen to thousands of terrible bands on myspace, but now you can also listen to people even worse belting it out to the likes of The Pussy Cat Doll's "Don't Cha." I can hardly wait.

With the new ability to sing Karaoke, users can record themselves singing one of the many songs that myspace has on it's platform. Said users can then upload it onto the myspace karaoke section where other users can listen to them and vote on them, rating the songs on a 10 star rating and even allowing you to leave feadback.

I suppose this could be pretty fun to compete with your friends, but I'd personally rather compete in Rockband or, say, in a real band, but maybe that's just me. It is definitely something people seem to be visiting and using, so who knows, maybe this could be the next big thing for myspace that sets it apart from facebook...but probably not.

More on Myspace Karaoke:
Myspace Karaoke Goes Live

John Denver is Deadly...in Thailand

Karaoke isn't something that usually causes death (though maybe it should sometimes), but today isn't a usual day. Weenus Chumkamnerd, a 52 year old male Thai, got so fed up with his neighbor's Karaoke party that, after warning the group that if they didn't quite down, he'd "come back and finish them off." Well, he did just that to Dr. Suthathip Thammachart and 7 of her guests, even shooting his own brother-in-law.

"When I began shooting nobody pleaded for his life because they were all drunk," he said after his arrest.

Dr. Thammachart held these types of parties often, according to The Telegraph, and it seems as though Weenus just snapped. The article also states that John Denver's "Country Roads" (apparently a hugely popular song in Thailand and the rest of South-East Asia) was a karaoke favorite of the doctor and her parties and could often be heard when she had people over. This means that not only is that John Denver full of shit, but also a little pinch of karaoke homicide.

This is such a ridiculous story that I could not pass it up. Everyone has always thought of doing something about that noisy neighbor you have, but seriously, is killing everyone in the room necessary (except for the one guy who played possum and lived)?? That quote is something straight out of Hannibal Lectur's mouth..."A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti." Just creepy