Maybe it’s one of the most infamous bars in Amsterdam but for some reason a lot of my nights out partying end here. This narrow bar on the busy Zeedijk is home to the most beloved karaoke bar in town; the Casablanca. Inside there’s a small stage, a metal dance floor, writing all over the walls (like my name for some reason!) and lyric books hanging around containing songs you can perform. Every thinkable song is available; just have chat with the DJ, make your request and wait for him to ‘properly’ introduce you to the crowd and invite you to the stage. And by properly I mean be prepared for some jokes about your song of choice, hometown, hairstyle or anything the DJ says to get the crowd to cheer you on.
I tend to pick the worst songs like Whitney Houston or Celine Dion. Impossible to sing, I know, but after all those performances I never lose hope of hitting those high notes (this miracle has yet to happen). The absolute best nights are the ones when there’s some kind of bachelor party where everybody tends to make a fool out of themselves.
Tip: Go during the weekends when this place is crowded! Because as if karaoke isn’t shameful enough, believe me it gets worse when there’s just a handful of people and they actually notice the fact that my voice doesn’t sound as pretty out loud as it does in my head.