I went out dancing with a friend last weekend, to this place that USED TO be the best dance party in town. This bar had a warm fuzzy hipster vibe that made everyone feel comfortable to dance. Unfortunately, the owners sold it. The man that now owns it has painted the walls all black and installed flatscreens that play running text messages like "hey polka dot banana u r hot" and "bartenders here are the best" (which was posted by the bartender semi-anonymously.) There was also a fog machine and several "up in yo' face" disco lights. It was a little bit much, so I went over to the bartender and said:
Miz M: "can you chill on the fog machine?"
Dude: "the effect is psycho-somatic. i spent $2500 to make sure it was just shooting water. it's probably the smoke that is bothering you."
Miz M: "well, i guess i don't really like fog machines"
Dude: "well, we're a club so... (shrug). i'll be getting some smoke de-ionizers next month to help with the smoke. it bothers me too, and i'm a smoker"
Miz M: "okay, thanks."
Following the fog machine exchange, another semi-anonymous message appeared: "what this place needs is a fog machine". Hmm, that sounds kind of passive aggressive for someone trying to get a club on its feet. But maybe he's aiming for a different clientèle. An ass-holey, chauvinist clientèle, perhaps? Maybe that's harsh but I miss the old place and will probably grieve that my next year in this town will be sans a truly groovy dance party.
