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| - Whiskey Jacks Saloon is good at providing three things here in Madison: enough space to support 3+ bachelorette parties at a time, men who enjoy ogling at the members of 3+ bachelorette parties in hopes a stray will separate from the pack, and cover bands that will transition seamlessly from "Mr. Jones" to "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy". If any of those three things are appealing to you, then you've stumbled upon a gold mine, my friend. Personally, it's not my everyday cup o' tea but that doesn't mean I haven't found myself waiting in line to get in after a long night out with the girlfriends. All you need is one of them to yell out, "I just wanna dance" to know you're either in for somebody pulling up a YouTube clip of Dane Cook on their smartphone or a cover-free trip to Whiskey Jacks. At that point, I'm usually only intoxicated enough to tolerate the latter.
One of my last trips to WJ lead me out onto the dance floor where I watched a gentleman make his way through the swaying crowd with a glass of wine held above his head. A young lady inevitably collided with him, causing the glass to fall to the floor. The wine glass maintained it's shape (plastic is a miracle material) but the wine was not so lucky and the man cried out, "Damnit! Not again!" Hello, hilarity and a few takeaways:
1. A place named "Whiskey Jacks Saloon" is going to disappoint you if you go there for the whiskey, let alone a glass of wine.
2. Never underestimate the breadth of movement people are capable of when Hootie & the Blowfish makes it into a live band's repertoire.
3. If you're a straight, single man, getting upset at one of the 10 girls in a crowd of 50 guys means you'll probably only be going home with a souvenir plastic wine glass at the end of the night.
Service and drinks are sub-par. Atmosphere is cheesy. Maintain reasonable expectations or move along, cowboy.
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