They came back on the scene the same way they exited-- Dueling Pianos! Between the $1.50 beers and shots, I'd say they sounded alright. If the night would have just stayed like that, aka get a beer, walk and hear a few good songs, then repeat, the night would have been phenomenal. Instead though, it was more of a get a drink, get pushed, slammed and kicked while stuck in a pack of what looked to be 16 year olds. If you could strategically weave your way through the masses and fend off the outrageously hammered couples drunkly expressing their affection in the middle of the walk-ways, you were golden!
Part of me also said a brief prayer before I got there that the two piano players were replaced. Who in gods name doesn't know #1, Walking on Broken Glass or #2 Sweet Caroline, but knows every word to the "Heaven there is no beer," Iowa song. That's normal? Once I learned the large clear pitchers they each were regularly chugging between songs was vodka opposed to say, water, I let their sloppy, slurring lyrics slide.
Glad they re-opened, my friends and I are actually ecstatic. BUT, the next time they have to close and re-open (which I don't doubt will happen again multiple times before I graduate) I think I might hold off a day or three and go when I can at least walk and hold the occasional conversation without using sign-language.
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