Jazz Hands.
I should write something scathing about the asshole manager from The Fez on Friday night who refused to give any of us our money back after we each paid 10 dollars to see the last 3 minutes of a fashion show that we didn’t know was happening and we thought it was 80’s dance night and the reason we thought this was because EVERY SINGLE FRIDAY IN THE PAST MILLION FRIDAYS HAS BEEN 80’s DANCE NIGHT* AND THE DOUCHEBAG (YES, I AM - GOD DAMN IT I AM! - BRINGING IT BACK) AT THE DOOR SAID NOTHING OF THIS TO US AND THEN PROBABLY RUBBED HIS GREASY FACE ALL OVER OUR PRECIOUS 10 DOLLAR BILLS AS WE MADE OUR WAY UP THE STAIRS TO THE POOREST EXCUSE FOR A FASHION SHOW EVER BUT I AM NOT GOING TO WRITE ABOUT IT BECAUSE I AM TAKING THE HIGH ROAD.
We ended up going to Lola’s Room for their 80’s Night and the best thing I ever saw happened..
I’m pretty sure my mom dated this guy in 1976.
Which made it ALL worth it.
* None of us had ever been to the Fez for 80’s night and with the exception of Jen, who is a very enthusiastic dancer, the rest of us as a rule don’t go dancing ever except if we are terrifically drunk at a karaoke bar and that just happens sometimes.
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I think I’m gonna try and convince my boss that mesh shirts are actually considered business wear, just so i can be as happy as that guy.
ties = sadness
mesh shirts = happiness
Jazz Hands or Spirit Fingers. Which one do you prefer and how would you describe their differences and similarities? Just wondering.
I think that Spirit Fingers are the nineties version of Jazz Hands which are totally eighties.
What Nirvana was to The Clash, Spirit Fingers are to Jazz Hands.
Excellent question, Lelo.
The great thing about 80’s night at the Fez is that you don’t have to be a very good dancer for it to be cool. I cut a rug there on a semi-regular basis with my friend and favorite dance partner Tommy, this crazy son-of-a-bitch from Kentucky. We should all go sometime when there isn’t some lame-ass fashion show. The door and the security used to be run by this really cool girl and her boyfriend, but the people who work it now are dicks.
I think we have a place for our Melissa Lion Internet Friends Dance Party.
Oh yes, we should! Plus, Jen would really like to see you again. That was stupid of me not to invite you. I forgot how much you love to just put your pocket book and shoes in the middle of the floor and dance it out.
You better get a babysitter Melissa. I guess we all dance now.
Oh Chris, how rude of me not to respond to you first…
I think you, if anyone, could pull off a mesh shirt. A cut-off mesh shirt.
Is the Fez the place above the old Ozone records?
It is!
That guy has the joy of life.
The outfit might change. As might the decade, the place, the mood. But the moustache - the moustache stays the same.
Is that my uncle Ricoh!?!?!
It IS Ricoh!
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