The routine is simple. You look through the songbooks scattered around the joint, write down a song title and your name on a piece of paper, and hand it to the deejay. In a few minutes, you'll hear him say, "Dave, c'mon down," and the fantasy begins. You're Bob Dylan or Shania Twain - or whoever the hell you want to be. It's cheap therapy, if nothing else.
Thursday nights at the Loose Wheel - voted "Best Sports Bar" by Weekly Volcano readers - the karaoke routine becomes more complex as the entire joint ties one on.
[Loose Wheel Bar & Grill, 9 p.m. karaoke Wednesday-Thursday, 6108 Sixth Ave., Tacoma, 253.301.1647]
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