I hate to start out a review with words like "terrible," "horrible," and "sucks" but there's no choice here. This place is all that and more. The pits... with sprinkles.
My complaint is not even the childish decor which looks a massive toy box explosion while the walls were covered in glue. Or the bedazzled staff with multiple points of flare.... So early 80's.
My party arrived early, like old people early-bird early, the hipster young folks weren't even awake yet. This didn't stop the good people at Joe's from creating a violently loud, incredibly obnoxious environment for us.
Within in minutes the Bee Gees came over the PA system at about 125 db, so loud you could feel it in your soul. It was "Jive Talkin." The tired, sad, middle aged food server then jumped up and started dancing. It wasn't festive or cheeky. It was sad and pathetic. Was this a restaurant? Or was a freak show trying to mask the fact that their food ain't all that?
I'll never know.
I asked the silly girl posing as a hostess how often this Bee Gee atrocity occurred. I was hoping it was a one time thing for somebody's birthday or something. She stopped twirling her hair and thought for a moment . She then advised it happened every 45 minutes. She added with disinterest that if we ate really fast we could avoid the next deafening catastrophe.
Now that's customer appreciation!
We left without ordering. A dime would not be spent from my pocket at this dump. We went down the road to another location I shouldn't mention (but I will: it was Red Lobster) and enjoyed a great dinner with great service.
Never again will enter this establishment. I don't know how others do.
The real tragedy of this experience: this Joe's Crab Shack has ruined the Bee Gees forever for me.