Blame the good people at the guest house we stayed in at Kukup, who graciously set up the rudimentary karaoke equipment (a TV, a DVD player, some mikes and the rest) in one of the living rooms (they had TWO).

Seriously, I would've taken a video of one of the men's karaoke sessions. But due to battery restrictions, I guess this will have to do.

The one in the pink outfit (unfortunately) is my dear mother. The others are all my aunts (one of them nearly hash no teef). (less info)