At Marie’s Crisis the people were hypnotized by the songs. One woman never seemed to move the entire time we were there, standing staring at the singer and singing along.
It was a much better place years ago when it was next to Marie’s & Upstairs at the Downstairs. The ambience now is disonant – open & al fresco in design but subterranean in affect.
Arkady, no 🙁 I was so tired that I left them all there at the true showtune bar and went home. I’m too old to tie one on they way they do it!
okay…is 11:30 — where is Cgar?
Snappy – Did you get the tassles?
At Marie’s Crisis the people were hypnotized by the songs. One woman never seemed to move the entire time we were there, standing staring at the singer and singing along.
per cgar rob is alive
Tybur, he’d never figure out the directions 🙂
It was a much better place years ago when it was next to Marie’s & Upstairs at the Downstairs. The ambience now is disonant – open & al fresco in design but subterranean in affect.
Maybe *Rob* decided to try commuting to work by bicycle.
Montrose…talk to Biffy! LOL…Not his fault though.