Saturday Night Serenade–Low

Tonight’s serenade is by request from Mr. R.  Seems he’s had an ear worm all week long, been unable to get it out of his head.

The song takes me back to when we first started dating over ten years ago.  We’d hang out at Respectable Street, known as Respects by those who frequent the place.  It’s a club down on Clematis and it doesn’t get hopping until after midnight.

Respects is a cave of a place, housed on the bottom floor of a nearly century-old downtown building with hardwood floors, dark walls, a banquette of seating along one side, a huge dance floor  fronting a medium-sized stage, and an LED-lit glass-block bar with a right angle in the middle as it straddles the junction of two walls.  Out back, there’s a small courtyard with its own DJ where the Sleestacks and Orcs hang out.

We always had a great time at Respects.  It’s the kind of place where all folks are welcome.  You see typical club-goers wearing the latest trends, guys in jeans and polos, Goth girls carrying tiny coffins as purses, lesbians in comfortable shoes, and everything in between, and everyone always gets along.  I love that about the place.  There was one night when we were there at closing time, around 4:00 am.  The lights came up and for no apparent reason, everyone gathered around the bar and sang Strawberry Fields Forever.

All of that to say, Low by Cracker brings back some fond memories.  “You realize that this song came out in 1993,” I helpfully informed Mr. R.

“No way!”

“Way.”

Where does the time go?  Happy Saturday night!

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