"...where the fish is fresh and the music is stale!" So says my wife, and rightly so.
Just click here to check out a video clip of the "Free live performance!" that we had the bad fortune honor to enjoy during our (otherwise) marvelous seaside fish dinner last night. Not sure which aspect of the show had the highest impact. Was it the oh-so-very shopping-mall-organ-music sound? The pony-tailed, middle-aged, lounge lizard in a neon Ozzie Osbourne t-shirt? The bored-out-of-her-mind, overly bleach blonde "vocalist" all gussied up in a tight black leather prom dress? Or was it the repertoire of music ranging from "When the Saints Come Marching In" to what we can only presume were just very, very bad renditions of old Croatian favorites.







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