Oh How Lucky

My review of Lucky Sunday's at Diablo's:

The venue had a very Oasis feel to it. I think that had to do with the club being in a strip mall. Or perhaps it was the topless dancer bar right next door. In my most sarcastic sense, the word, "classy" comes to mind. EOP Go-Go Dancers, which really means, Full Figured. I give them credit though, they could sure move ALL of their bodies with perfect rhythm. Better than the go-go boy who was flat on his back on the dance box for 15 minutes. One of the EOP dancers was wearing a santa hat, a big red bow over his crotch and a red robe. It was the Rocky X-mas Special. (Can you hear the music? We sure could.) I'm used to 21+ getting wrist bands, but here we were "lucky" enough to get stars on our right hands with a permanent marker. (I got one even though I said I wasn't going to drink. I felt X-TRA lucky.) I shouldn't forget to mention the Male-Box poster was being hung by duct tape on the brick wall. It kept falling and was re-hung at an angle. When I was just getting a good laugh from seeing this, a loud steaming sound announced the mist that began to shoot through my legs and onto the dance floor. As I was enveloped by the smoke machine's offspring, my laughter inhaled too much of the mist and we had to move.

The staff, very friendly from what I could tell. The music...well... same complaint I have about any "pop"ular club event. Abrupt End.