Do you love bringing the house down with some Don’t Stop Believin’? Maybe a group rendition of Sweet Caroline instead? Possibly a sensitive, heartfelt rendition of Livin’ on a Prayer? If any of these are true, stay the @#$% away from this karaoke night.
Saint Vitus features the dark, visceral side of Brooklyn’s music scene with its almost daily concerts. Its karaoke is no different. Throw on some black, write Slayer somewhere on your body, and prepare your vocal cords for a beating as you work out your daddy issues via song. This is karaoke even His Dark Majesty would approve. (I think…still not metal enough to actually ask).