Everyone has that one friend — the one who really digs karaoke, but who is completely tone deaf. Sometimes we placate that friend by taking him or her to one of those private room karaoke places, but we still fear that their off-key keening will manage to somehow spill out of the secluded room and inflect the rest of the joint with godawfulness. Well, readers, we have a solution for you: The Soulo Microphone and Karaoke App.
Now, instead of leaving the house to screech Katy Perry’s “Firework” at a bar filled with horrified patrons, your friend can “sing” in the privacy of her own home via her iPad.
All one has to do is download the Soulo app and plug the accompanying microphone into the tablet. You can then hook up the speaker — or headphones — so that the whole room can be privy to her heartfelt wailing.
The app comes with 10 songs to start — I bet you still remember all the words to Three Doors Down’s “Kryptonite” — and you can purchase more. You can also sing along to songs from your own iTunes library, add effects (including pitch enhancement, thank God), and record and share your masterpieces to your social networks. You can also create videos, provided you have an iPad 2.
I tested out the app during a rare pre-holiday work-from-home day, and I have to say, home karaoke systems sure have come a long way over the years. When I was around 10, my misguided parents gave me a giant karaoke machine complete with a variety of popular songs like “Auld Lang Syne.” I would while away many an hour crooning into the accompanying mic, much to the delight of my sister, who resided in the next room. (This paragraph is dripping with sarcasm, in case you were wondering.)
I had a vivid flashback to those golden days today — alone in my apartment, awkwardly singing Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Gimme Three Steps” into my iPad, which brings me to the most important note about the app: You should probably use it in the presence of friends, otherwise you’ll end up feeling a little pathetic. And your neighbors will wonder why the hell you’re sitting alone in your apartment, stumbling through “House of the Rising Sun.”
So call up your tone deaf friend — she’s probably down to jam.
By Brenna Ehrlich