I don't like karaoke because my singing voice isn't great and I'm self conscious about it but I believe I've found the best place to watch karaoke in Nashville: Santa's Pub. Santa's is the best because the bar is built out of a double wide trailer, there is Santa Claus graffiti painted on the outside, and the inside is Christmas themed all year round. When I walked in last weekend, though, I thought huh, this is what all the good ratings on Yelp are about? It seemed run down and smoky. As the night went on, however, I GOT IT. People poured in the doors, had their IDs checked by a woman wearing an "I Heart White Trash Country Boys" shirt, sang and cheered and were crazy diverse in style, race, sexual orientation, and age.
Santa came out from behind the bar to serenade us.
There was headbanging. Matthew and I nicknamed the guy on the right Rafael because he looks exactly like my parents' exchange student from Chile who is a metal guitarist.
Adam and Matthew get in the game.
As do these guys.
It's kind of hard to see in this photo, but AJ is an older gentleman with fluffy white hair and cowboy hat who worked the crowd and wove through the tables as he crooned old country.
The sign: no cussin, no beer, no cigarettes on karaoke stage.
Miss May! I loved this little lady. She sang about how she don't need no rocking chair.
And Amanda, who got her GROOVE ON. Sang it, sister.
2225 Bransford Ave. Nashville, TN 37204
Cash only
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