Outside the 49
7:00 am - the 49 Effect
Still the 49 effect... :)
Me, Rita & Camille (from L->R)
Guido - Hanno Uciso l'uomo Ragno
creepy wannabe-80's-rockstar-mickey-rourke-look-alike!
The infamous karaoké bar, that everyone has heard the stories about , but that no one has actually been to except for a lucky few! I'm not even going to try to describe it... its mythical lol
Open from 4 am to 6 am, its in one of those little streets that you found once accidentaly when you were drunk, but seem to be unable to find during the day while sober... maybe it just dissapears!
You knock on the door of number 49, or ring the doorbell and wait to be buzzed!; Pay the dodgy guy at the bottom of the stairs ten euros and enter the lair of what is pretty much roman Mafia.
I discovered the place on the 19th of May ,after having been to the Opening Night of l'AREA... it was by very very far my happiest night in Rome... I've always had kind of a love hate relationship with karaoké, (unless charles is standing next to me at the Bar Belge in Paris! and we're singing kids in America). See, I can't carry a tune to save my life so yeah... but my Friend convinced me to get up on the stage and sing Come Mai by 883 with a bunch of 50 year old strangers... After the DJ shouted out"Morgane sei la regina del 49" , claiming that everyone was talking about me, I decided I loved the place, and have been back almost every week. When you Leave l'AREA or la Maison Estiva, don't even bother asking where we're going. Its the only place to go. Whether you want to sing italian classics, or french oldies, or hum away to some sinatra, its the place to go for an unforgettable experience and amazing memories :)
Ladies beware : you think Romans are flirty... well you haven't seen anything yet! And beware also for the DJ Offering to "carry on the concert" in his "bellissimo palazzo",or the relic from the 80's throwing his guitar around the tiny stage and stomping around in his cowboy boots!
Open from 4 am to 6 am, its in one of those little streets that you found once accidentaly when you were drunk, but seem to be unable to find during the day while sober... maybe it just dissapears!
You knock on the door of number 49, or ring the doorbell and wait to be buzzed!; Pay the dodgy guy at the bottom of the stairs ten euros and enter the lair of what is pretty much roman Mafia.
I discovered the place on the 19th of May ,after having been to the Opening Night of l'AREA... it was by very very far my happiest night in Rome... I've always had kind of a love hate relationship with karaoké, (unless charles is standing next to me at the Bar Belge in Paris! and we're singing kids in America). See, I can't carry a tune to save my life so yeah... but my Friend convinced me to get up on the stage and sing Come Mai by 883 with a bunch of 50 year old strangers... After the DJ shouted out"Morgane sei la regina del 49" , claiming that everyone was talking about me, I decided I loved the place, and have been back almost every week. When you Leave l'AREA or la Maison Estiva, don't even bother asking where we're going. Its the only place to go. Whether you want to sing italian classics, or french oldies, or hum away to some sinatra, its the place to go for an unforgettable experience and amazing memories :)
Ladies beware : you think Romans are flirty... well you haven't seen anything yet! And beware also for the DJ Offering to "carry on the concert" in his "bellissimo palazzo",or the relic from the 80's throwing his guitar around the tiny stage and stomping around in his cowboy boots!
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