It’s Lee’s Birthday Show!
What the band starts playing could technically be called swing music, but this ain’t like no swing you ever heard. This is like cartoon swing. This is sledgehammer swing. This is in-your-face, all stops out, fire-breathing nitro-burning funny swing, and when the bandleader turns to face the crowd you realize how accurate that cartoon analogy was. This cat looks like Betty Boop’s worst nightmare. You find yourself looking for the emergency exits when he grabs the mic and shouts through clenched teeth, “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am Lee Presson and these are the NAILS!” And the joint goes wild. The crowd seems to understand. All you can do is settle in for the night of your life and hope that no one will hurt you.
Be sure to grab dinner reservations if you want a seat for the show.