Just as salsa dancing and tango waltzing attract their steadfast followers, so does ’80’s music. I’m serious.
Cat Club has been hosting Thursday night ‘80s night for as long as I’ve lived here (and possibly much longer). I know because it was a stop on one of my first dates in the Bay Area. The one where the guy, who smelled rank, made me drive, and we bounced from club to bar to club handing out flyers for some show he was trying to promote. Then he gave me $1 for gas. Terrible.