Loose, and loosely based on haunts of the past, some gone, some long gone%u2026 a place where the light is so red, always red, often that a clear drink looks red, but it isn't, like magic! a magic place%u2026where a cocktail is just that, and a martini is also that, a cocktail, not a lifestyle, and never chocolate, ever. a place in which classic drinks flow so often and the 21year old patrons imbibe specialties that there great grand parents probably drank, which caused them too to dance so wildly. a place where a coldish or not yet warm beer can be enjoyed, and cozy environs can be claimed for the round. Where vinyl booths abound and vinyl grooves surround a jagged needle at nearly 33rpms. And then there is the basement, a true dive, with more red light and less headroom for its refraction, when the turntable spins this is where you find the action!