Hard Rock!!

Recently I attended a friends birthday party.
For the sake of privacy and my good health, I'll call her S in this post. Neither will I mention her ever-debatable age. Last heard, it was 24.

I'll spare the boring details and straight away jump to the most interesting part of the evening.

So here's the plot.
Venue: Hard Rock Cafe
Live band: Name- unknown
Lead singer- I've-swallowed-a-live-toad voice
Lead Guitar- Good
Drums- Pretty Decent
Crowd: On an average - drunk
Us: Rushing to join in the crowd. Helped by S's gracious offer for starter drinks (Us includes S, Sh (female), V and Sh (male))
Thankfully the band takes a break. And I exhale.
Crowd begs for more. I beg for mercy.

Suddenly the bar is cleared of all the clutter. The clutter is replaced by 4 bartenders.

On top of the bar, where the band was playing, 3 other bartenders take positions.

and the fun started.

Picture this. YMCA playing in the background. 7 bartenders grooving to it in a synchro dance.
crowd (read: girls) screaming.
A logical person would ask.. were the men attractive?
Poirot and Holmes deduce.. "No my lad no. Far from that."

Randomly take 7 guys from a bus-stand. Give them a hair-cut and a shave. and Kazaaam!!
you have the guys on the bar. (btw, let one of them retain a fluffy, curly pony-tail)

A Shrill scream...
I try and get a better look.
It's my buddy S with a Kamikaze shot and dilated pupils. She's closely followed by Sh (female).

I find myself torn between the two sights, on and off-stage.

Somehow I look up. I see the other 3 bus-stand fellows on the stage, which is located on top of the bar.

Do you remember those background dancers in bollywood songs? (think Mithun/ Jitendra movies from the 80's). The one's dancing in leukemic-pain.

Exactly!! Now I had a third sight to look-upto. literally.

so, acting like a pendulum I savoured each sight in succession.

In between S and Sh (female) decide to share their joy with me. I can see their tonsils jump with effort. But no sound. YMCA ruled that night.

Similar efforts from me were rewarded with confused grins and more dilated pupils.

Finally the song ends. Crowd screams for more.
And so did I.