Friday, February 17, 2012

My Moosey Valentine

No, not Gary. :-) We visited the Moose again for Valentine’s; Gary has just started a new job and we didn’t have time to do much. Since my parents are Moose members we went back into the smoke, which isn’t nearly as bad on a weeknight, something we will remember.

Anyway, a friend of theirs was playing, Tom Young. He started off the set with slow-ish love songs, nice for the occasion, not so good for dancing, but then, he doesn’t claim to be a dance band. He was very good. Then his friend, Arnie Ray, joined him and picked up the tempo a bit. They were good together too. We ended up dancing quite a bit.

We really like the Moose. And the cool thing is if you join (here in Indy 60 bucks a person a year and if you are a couple only one has to join the other can be a guest), you are members all over the US, so wherever we were we could always have a place to dance. For free, or as my brother-in-law would say, "included." Something to consider.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Terry Lee and The Moose

Terry Lee and the Rockaboogie Band play at Moose Clubs and American Legion establishments in other parts of the state. Last Friday night they played on our turf, the Indy Eastside Moose. We know that venue well, as the Indy Dancers hold their dances there often.

We love the Moose. It has that old fashioned vibe we love, and everyone is friendly. We’ve never danced in the bar area before, but the floor was more than adequate. Terry Lee, of course, was fab. New lineup, which added a new sparkle. Not that the old sparkle was bad; we enjoy both configurations. And, according to Terry and the new guitarist’s father, they hadn’t been playing that long together. Couldn’t tell it by me.

So anyway, we are very glad they are playing more in Indy. Gary and I would join the Moose in a minute and attend bar events more often were it not for one thing: the smoke. When we dance with Indy Dancers there is no smoking, but Moose events have no such policy.

As I’ve said before I don’t want to make this blog a soapbox, but I have to say, especially when you are doing something that requires a lot of breath, smoke is bad. Gary and I both left with sore throats and itchy eyes, not to mention my hair reeked. It’s our choice to be there so I’d never say anything, and we will be back to see Terry. We figure we can do smoky once in awhile. Who I feel sorry for are the folks who don’t have a choice, like the wait staff and of course, the band.

Maybe smoking in public places is one of those old fashioned things that isn't so good.