So you go to this Jazz club a few blocks from your hotel after the last night of Bluesfest in Chicago, immediately after Dr John closes with a typical night of bliss performance. You pop in, get insulted by doorman who tells you it's policy that you have to spend at least 20 bucks, or eat or some idiotic policy he was forced to tell you. You go in, order wings and pizza, and it's amongst the best you've ever tasted. You have a few beers (2 I think), then the waitress tells you you're too loud; this isn't that kind of venue. You're mortified, but the music is way above average. Finally you've stewed enough, ask for the manager because of the door policy, the waitress, but it's the waitress that comes back to make nice. She's afraid for her job; it's that obvious. She explains that if the musicians can hear your voice at all while they're playing (super loud, btw...amplified), they complain to the waitresses. You make up, and it's good now. They have management issues; it's obvious (they wouldn't tell them to insult visitors at the door and within the club if they didn't have management issues), so you let it all go and take in this borderline sensational music. The trumpet player is SUBLIME (turns out he's the host). Then it REALLY get's interesting. Host identifies and welcomes Reggie Jackson (Dr John's drummer) and Ben Alleman (organ/keyboards) from Dr John's Night Trippers and lets them know they're VERY welcome on stage. The music was ALREADY FANTASTIC, but they jump up on stage anyway and again, it's just sublime.
Obviously I'm not overly thrilled with the service, but explanations and policies are explained, but GOOD GOLLY MISS MOLLY if this is how it's going to be when I visit Chicago, then I will never miss going to ANDY's, EVER!
Work on the game kids, because you have a GREAT thing going there.....
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