So this past Saturday night, me and my bitches went to Howl at the Moon. Yeah, I know it’s totally like a touristy place to go, but it is SO much fun. I mean, the songs they play are great. You get to sing along drunkenly at the top of your lungs. People without rhythm ALWAYS want to go up and play the tambourine and it totally takes them a few minutes to figure out it’s TIED TO THE PIANO. (Utter hilarity every time!) The piano players are awesome! (We’re former band geeks, remember?) We ALWAYS have a good time when we go.
I think why Howl is great here, is that Chicago is a big city and full of talent – actors, singers, musicians, sports teams, etc. So it’s not like you’re going to a piano bar in, like, Des Moines. And the reason I know this is because I’ve been here. And it isn’t even close to Howl. I mean, they try real hard, but when it comes down to it, they’re in Wisconsin (read: Cheeseheads.) (Just to clarify, Cheeseheads = BAD; cheese = GOOOOOOOD)
The best part is the people watching at Howl. And last Saturday was NO different. It was apparently 40-year old birthday night. There was seriously about 10 different women celebrating the big FOUR-OH. And most of them came from out of town. And they were having a great time, going nuts singing and dancing. Which, 40-year old women dancing on stage in a bar is something definitely worthy of mocking. Lots of mocking. (Look, I didn’t say I was a good person.)
THEN there were the women who looked to be about my age, maybe a few years older (eye cream ladies). They were either still stuck in the 80s or totally STOKED that they could dust off their 80s gear now that it’s back “in style.” And I say that loosely. Because, to quote my girl Darcie, “If you did it the first time around, you should NOT do it the second time around.” This was particularly aimed at the chick with crimped hair. CRIMPED. I know, I know…..80s fashion is “in.” Skinny jeans, leggings, etc. This is BAD CLOTHING, PEOPLE! So I’m thinking the crimper should have gone the way of the poodle skirt and powdered wigs. Only brought out at Halloween.
But Crimped Hair was not to be outdone by her sidekick. This chick full on embraced the 80s generation in one single outfit. She had a skirt like a checkered flag (and not much bigger mind you) with GREEN leggings! Green LEGGINGS! Complete, end-at-the-ankle-with-bare-foot-in-black-flats, leggings. What in the sam hell is going on in this world?
See? NO good can come with bringing this shit back!
I mean, seriously, how could you not love this place?
I apparently had a GREAT time, from what my friends told me the next day. We stayed out until about 2 and then of course needed something to eat, so stopped at the diner in my ‘hood. (Pigs in a blanket anyone?) Thankfully for my friend Schwerer, I had Wham!’s Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go stuck in my head. But only the “jitterbug” part. And of course the chorus and the ”I wanna hit that hiiigh!” line. Which at almost 3 AM and 5 buckets of Miller Lites later, I couldn’t hit that hiiiiigh! But, man I sure got a gold star for trying!
Thankfully, it’s winter and windows are closed. Otherwise, some old lady might have thrown a shoe at me or something.
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