GIVEAWAY: Day of the Dead Live Rock n’ Roll Karaoke Tickets

(Jim Lokay, formerly of KDKA, singing his heart out. All photos from last year’s event by Jonathan Wander)

I can honestly say that in 2012, the most fun event I attended was the inaugural Haitian Families First Live Rock n’ Roll Karaoke party at Shadow Lounge. 

I stayed out until 2:30 a.m. Me. The girl who when she looks at the clock and it reads 1:00 a.m. says, “WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?! DID THE BUS DROP ME OFF IN CRAZYTOWN?! WHERE IS MY BED?!?!”

I can’t sing. You know this about me. But there is something so damn fun about watching people who CAN sing get up on stage with a live band to belt their hearts out.

It was just the best time of music and drinking and conversation and camaraderie and I’m beyond excited for this year’s event which will be bigger and better and at The Rex:


It will feature your host for the evening, the one and only Randy Baumann of the ‘DVE Morning Show, seen here on the right in his appearance on TBS’ “Sullivan and Son”:


(“Oh, no. I promised my kid a car!” Still funny.)

In addition to regular folks getting up there to sing live with the band to a tune from a list of 100 songs, you’ll be voting for one of three celebrity contestants to sing on stage!

They are … last year’s winners/losers Mikey and Big Bob from the Kiss Morning Freakshow:

Her Royal Highness Sally Wiggin of WTAE who I think should sing “Wrecking Ball”:

And future mayor Bill Peduto:


That’s not all!

  • Just by attending, you are entered into a giveaway of an epic collection of local restaurant gift cards.
  • Raffle tickets will be for sale for a pair of tickets to the November 18 Penguins home game vs. the Anaheim Ducks
  • Additionally, you’ll have the chance to purchase Haitian Love Beads and get your picture taken in the HFF photo booth.
  • Prize package from our friends at The Scarehouse will be awarded for best costume.

All proceeds benefit Jamie and Ali McMutrie’s Haitian Families First.

To enter to win two free tickets to the event, simply leave a comment before Wednesday, October 16 at 5:00 p.m. at which time will pick the winner. So you have something to say, tell me one of two things, or be a rebel and tell me BOTH things:

  1. What should my costume be? Preferably something that requires brunette hair, and that isn’t one of those ridiculous “sexy” outfits like “sexy porcupine.” Last year I went as Slash. Don’t say, “Sexy Slash.”
  2. What’s the spookiest/unexplained thing that’s ever happened to you? I love reading stories like that because I don’t really have any to tell.

Or just leave a generic comment and you’re entered to win.

If you don’t win or if you plan to go no matter what and want to reserve your spot to sing as it’s first come first served, you can get all the details right here.

See you there!

I WON’T be the sexy enchilada.


  1. Noelle
    October 11, 2013 4:53 pm

    You would be the best Captain Jack Sparrow.

  2. Joe
    October 11, 2013 4:54 pm

    you should go as Matt Latos’s wife.

  3. Nancy
    October 11, 2013 5:21 pm

    You should become the Pirates Band Wagon.

  4. Suzie-Q
    October 11, 2013 6:19 pm

    I wanted to suggest something with a Pirates theme…but that is taken. How about dressing as a pigeon???!!!!

  5. Joe O
    October 11, 2013 9:15 pm

    There is already a twitter account for this, but you could be a giant piece of Hubba Bubba, better known as Clint Hurdle’s Gum.

  6. Yinzer(no longer)InExile
    October 11, 2013 9:43 pm

    1) I default to Joan Collins, because that gives the the perfect excuse to always have a drink in your hand. And also to wear a lady suit with bows and shoulder pads, which had to have been really super fun because it sure did look stupid.

    2) so, my dad died in 2002. 5 months later, my mom and I were on our way to BWI to get a plane to the Dominican Republic because we needed a farking vacation and I used some of dad’s insurance money to make sure we got one. Almost at the airport, my cell started to ring. As I was driving, I asked my mom to see who was calling–the phone was resting innocuously in the cup holder, but I couldn’t see the display. So she grabbed it.

    According to caller ID, it was my dad.

    For a hot second we weren’t sure what to do, and then I grabbed it from her and answered it, because I thought it might be considered rude to screen your dead father’s phone calls. There was nobody there. Just a little static, and I could hear my own voice. And then click.

    We are pretty sure he was calling to tell us to have a good trip, because when we arrived in the Dominican Republic we had been bumped up to a suite, and then our departing flight was canceled for 24 hours and we got another suite to spend our extra night.

  7. Eleanor T
    October 11, 2013 9:55 pm

    I vote for Mary Ann from Gilligan’s Island. Because I’m a redhead and love a good Ginger costume, myself.

  8. PGHinFLA
    October 12, 2013 9:34 am

    You should go as Troysus.

  9. bucdaddy
    October 12, 2013 11:18 am

    Jesus, don’t make me tell the Ouija board story again. *shudders*

    OK, for the last time — for the children! — because it haunts me to this day (seriously):

    Once in my teen years I had several cousins over to my house, and we were in my room and for whatever reason we got out the Ouija board. You probably know how that works. It has a heart-shaped slider thingie with a little window or arrow on it that lets you see what letter or number the thingie slid over, and eventually you get the message this spells out. IIRC you’re supposed to just lightly put your fingertips on the thing and close your eyes and let your mind go. Three of us did this, and the thingie began to slide around. I don’t remember if it spelled anything out, but eventually it stopped sliding, and I opened my eyes and the other two people had taken their fingers off. They all got a good laugh at this, as (I think) they believed I had been peeking and pushing the slider thing around myself to spell something out, and they thought they caught me at it. But I knew I had barely been touching it, it had been pretty much sliding on its own.

    This scared the bejezuz out of me. I put the damned thing up in a closet and never took it out again.

    *phew* OK, that’s the last time I’m ever telling that story* cause it still gives me the willies.

    *–It was that or the Magic Pigeon story. You remember the Magic Pigeon story, don’t you, Ginny? And I’m sure you don’t want me telling it again. I’m still weirded out, and you should be too.

    Also, chop your hair and dye it blonde and get a big foam finger (you probably already have a “Steelers No. 1”) and go as Miley Cyrus.

  10. Noelle
    October 13, 2013 10:33 am

    Since only 9 of us responded can we all just go with you?

  11. Cathy
    October 13, 2013 1:19 pm

    OK…Costume ideas:

    1. Gene Simmons – in keeping with the rocker theme
    2. Zena warrior princess – to kill pigeons of course
    3. Kim Kardashian – uh cuz she’s a brunette? – um strike this one.
    4. Wonder woman – might fall under sexy
    5. Kat Everdeen – HUnger Games – cuz she has a bow to shoot pigeons.

  12. Lauren W
    October 14, 2013 12:31 am

    Please please please go as the driver of the Pirates bandwagon complete with your signature PittGirl cult of personality rose-colored glasses! :)

  13. Nate
    October 14, 2013 10:41 am

    Having recently watched a 5 year old FREAK OUT of receiving a t-shirt with a cape attached (Superman) — my wife and I thought it would be pretty sweet to get adult sized ones … so this year, I will be a (retired) Batman … she will be Wonder Woman … so I would suggest just starting your own Justice League — I am, you can wear a T-Shirt — WITH A CAPE !!! How sweet would that be …

  14. Marci
    October 14, 2013 2:03 pm

    How about Flo from Progressive Insurance? Or Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany’s?
    My story is that my sister in law passed away almost 12 years ago – a month or so before Christmas. My husband’s aunt is a little on the “positive believer” sign and decided to bring everyone up to my SIL’s old bedroom to see if we could contact her on Christmas Day. I stayed downstairs. Nothing happened but the Aunt said she continually would “talk” to my SIL asking her to send a sign if she was in a happy place. She finally called everyone 2 weeks later that her amaryllis flower had finally bloomed and she knew my SIL was at peace. The big deal was yes, the flower bloomed – but it was a red amaryllis – it bloomed white.

  15. Barb
    October 14, 2013 6:20 pm

    You *have* to be the driver of the Pirates bandwagon!

    My spooky story: When I first moved into my new place in 2007, I thought for sure the place was haunted for at least the first year. I was waking up in the middle of the night visualizing a spirit by my bedside. Around Christmas, after being out with friends on a Saturday night, I came home to a fallen Christmas tree (that I *know* was level/stable). The tree fell again that same Christmas season. A friend told me that I had to scream at the ‘visitor’ to “GO AWAY; LEAVE ME ALONE!” as mean as I could. It has not disturbed my sleep (or dropped a tree) since then, but weird things still happen occasionally.

  16. Dave
    October 14, 2013 8:20 pm

    I think you should go as Bill Peduto

  17. Emily
    October 15, 2013 7:24 pm

    You could say you’re going to be Mayor Luke then just go to St. Louis/Seven Springs/New Orleans.

  18. Nicole
    October 16, 2013 3:18 pm

    You should go as Lady Elaine Fairchild. (Shudder!!!)

  19. Robin
    October 16, 2013 4:28 pm

    In the house where I grew up I would often see the shadows of colonial people walking down the hall. The cat and dog would watch. And often there would be the smell of coffee and a baby crying. Later, when my nephew was two or three he wouldn’t go into that hallway because there were “monsters”. I never wanted to be alone downstairs in that house – right up until they tore it down eight years ago.

    I can’t possibly top the costume suggestions already given!

  20. Nicole
    October 16, 2013 4:28 pm

    My spooky story: my old roomie and I believe our Squirrel Hill apartment was haunted by a friendly ghost. Our electronic dartboard would turn on and start playing music when it wasn’t even plugged in…the kitchen cabinets would open randomly…the TV volume with rise and lower when all of the remote controls were sitting in front of us on the table. We heard rumors that the building was an old asylum, but we were too scared to ever look it up!!

  21. Marisa
    October 16, 2013 4:40 pm

    I think this year for Halloween you should go as the best costume ever – Carmen Sandiego.

    As for the spookiest thing that’s ever happened to me, years ago I toured “The Myrtles”, a haunted plantation in St. Francisville, LA. While on the tour, the guide was pointing out normal haunted areas of the house – such as a mirror where people see faces and a staircase on which someone died after being shot in front of the house. We were in a room off of the main hallway and the guide was in the middle of telling a story about one of the homeowners who died there. I happened to look to my right – across the hall into a parlor – and saw a little boy sitting there, playing. The boy looked at me, then went back to his toy. I kept looking back into the room I was in and then to the parlor and kept seeing the boy. I finally went to get my aunt’s attention so she could look, and when we turned, he was gone. After the tour was over, I asked the tour guide if anyone had ever mentioned seeing a boy in that room and it turns out I wasn’t the first (and probably won’t be the last) one who has.

    • Yinzer(no longer)InExile
      October 17, 2013 6:56 am

      Oh gods. I stayed there for a night. Worst. Decision. Ever. I am subject to occasional bouts of sleep paralysis (basically a semi-conscious state where your body immobilizes itself for sleep but then forgets to handle the sleep part; most people see things.) Had one that night . . . OR DID I??? The door to my room kept rattling, like someone was trying to get in, more and more aggressively and I, temporarily paralyzed, could neither scream nor move.

      Amazing bread pudding at the restaurant, though.

  22. Leigh-Anne Weiss
    October 16, 2013 4:54 pm

    I loved your Slash costume last year. My costume vote is for Captain Jack Sparrow…with a pigeon on his shoulder!

  23. Anne
    October 16, 2013 6:41 pm

    1. I have a throw a vote towards going as Captain Jack Sparrow- not only would you be allowed to ignore certain people in favor of ‘talking’ to your parrot friend, but guaranteed reason to never be seen without a drink in your hand (“But where has all the rum gone?”).

    That or you could go as a non-sexy porcupine.

    And since I like to pretend that I’m a rebel…
    2. When I was younger, my siblings and I would sleep in our parents’ room occasionally. We would get our sleeping bags and pretend like we were camping. I woke up one night because something kept brushing my face. I turned my head and it was just the bottom of a coat. I assumed that I had moved in my sleep and had turned to face the closet so I rolled over and snuggled back down. Then it happened again and again and again. Insistently. Each time I would wake up, assume that I was moving in my sleep and just turn over. And then it happened another time and I sat up and I saw that what I thought was a long coat hanging out of the closet was connected to a pair of pants. I thought it was a family member, but after looking around I could see that they were all asleep- my parents in bed and my brother and sister in sleeping bags beside me. Someone was standing over me, someone in a wide-brimmed hat, wearing a long coat, was standing over me. Just standing there, looking at me. I was so scared that I couldn’t do anything, couldn’t move. I just kept staring back for a few minutes and then pulled the covers over my head because under the covers means you’re safe from monsters and it MUST mean that you’re safe from ghosts as well, right? It made a lot of sense at the time. I must’ve fallen asleep at some point because I remember how confused I was when I woke up. At first I thought it had all just been my imagination going into overdrive during the night, maybe I’d seen a bunch of clothing hanging out of the wardrobe and just imagined it all. Only I wasn’t anywhere near the closet, I was on the other side of the room. There was no way I could see it from my sleeping bag since the bed was blocking my view and when I’d been sitting up I had been staring at an empty corner of the room.

  24. Julie
    October 16, 2013 10:13 pm

    You could just not show up and then tell your friends that you went as the mayor…