Corona belted last night with Queens’ Karaoke Night, harmonizing NYC’s spring on March 27. Singer Liam Carter hit high notes as 200 crooned, a $10 ticket jam at a park bar. It’s borough tunes—pure Queens vibe, mics hot. A kid butchered a pop hit; a pro nailed a ballad. ‘Queens sings—this is it,’ Carter says, cueing tracks. The room turned stage.
The night’s fresh—March 27’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stools by 8 p.m. Carter’s a Flushing vocalist; last night’s crowd hit max—cheers rang. A latecomer nabbed a mic; lights flashed—NYC grit glowed. Songs hit 20—voices ruled. #QueensKaraoke trended; Bronx wants a tune.
Some griped—’Too loud,’ sniped a newbie, dodging belts. A speaker buzzed—fixed quick; vibe held. A rival’s pitching a LIC sing-off, splitting crooners. Still, 300 stayed—notes reigned. Corona’s never sung so bold.
Carter’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a park if spring warms. ‘NYC’s heart—this lifts it,’ he says, packing songbooks. The night’s a Queens win—grit meets melody. It’s a karaoke rush; catch the next. Bring pipes—mics call.