Yeah, pretty bizarre title, but it's true. CW ventured out with the gf and a couple of friends this weekend for a little taste of the 70s and 80's. And let me tell you something, it was exactly what you'd expect to see.
Just old woman everywhere, wearing clothes they hadn't gotten to wear in years. Low cut v-necks, jeans with non-mom waists, big hair, you name it, someone was flaunting it. Smelled like an odd mixture of old woman cologne and mosquito repellant (I know weird, maybe because they applied it to their kids that day? I didn't understand it myself).
Anyway, the night kicked off with the Hall & Oates tribute band "Maneater." In enjoyable fashion they proceeded to roll off hit after hit from the classic 80's duo (I'd have guessed ambiguously gay before Sat night, but after that scene I realized they had quite the lady following, no way they made it out of their hey-day gay). Old ladies grinding their old lady parts all over the dance floor, it was quite the scene.
As for the Journey tribute band of who's name I did not catch, they sucked. I didn't catch the name because I was a bit preoccupied with the pretentious douche of a singer. Not being a child of the 70's or 80's I'm not quite sure if this is what he was supposed to be going for, but I'm guessing not. Of everything I've heard about Steve Perry, no one has ever said "preening asshole." First off, he looked like Howie Mandell, which is a huge strike against you in my book, and secondly he sang more like Adam Lambert than Perry. Plus the bastards played "B" sides the entire night, like 3 songs that I knew. What kind of Journey tribute band doesn't play their hits? Buddy, they were a pop-rock band. We didn't show up to hear their more musically pure offerings. We showed up for the radio hits.
