It’s a given, nay rule numero uno, that you don’t sing Sinatra’s “My Way” during karaoke. And it’s not because it’s a bad song, it’s because the song is so fucking good, believe me when I tell you, that no body can do this song justice. You will fail.
Apparently, the people of the Philippines also know this and will kill anyone that performs this song during karaoke.
The authorities do not know exactly how many people have been killed warbling “My Way” in karaoke bars over the years in the Philippines, or how many fatal fights it has fueled. But the news media have recorded at least half a dozen victims in the past decade and includes them in a subcategory of crime dubbed the “My Way Killings.”
The killings have produced urban legends about the song and left Filipinos groping for answers. Are the killings the natural byproduct of the country’s culture of violence, drinking and machismo? Or is there something inherently sinister in the song?
Also in this fine piece of karaoke journalism is the fun fact that a Thai man killed eight people after a rendition of John Denver’s “Take Me Home, Country Roads.”