{"id":150,"date":"2003-01-22T22:40:45","date_gmt":"2003-01-23T05:40:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=150"},"modified":"2003-01-22T22:40:45","modified_gmt":"2003-01-23T05:40:45","slug":"the-men-of-monday-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2003\/01\/the-men-of-monday-night\/","title":{"rendered":"the men of monday night"},"content":{"rendered":"

There is this little Oasis of Germany here in Los Angeles called the Alpine Village<\/a>. it’s the Home of Oktoberfest, and of all things German. The waitresses wear those St. Pauli girl bodices, much to the delight of male patrons.<\/p>\n

But I wasn’t there for the cleavage. I had in on good authority that Monday nights is free swing dancing. I headed down there to check it out.<\/p>\n

Unbelievable. The live band was really excellent. I have been used to ska-type San Francisco swing, but these guys were mellow and sophisticated. Horns, keyboard, drums, they were pros.<\/p>\n

I got there before my friend did, the traffic was really light. MLK day and all. So I sat down by the huge dance floor and watched the original swinger go to it.<\/p>\n

I mean original. The median age of the dancers out there had to be in the 70s. But they could do it! Those men in their suits! And the ladies with their cute dresses and piled up hair were floating and twirling with style.<\/p>\n

I had barely had a chance to take it all in before a fly septegenarian stepped up to my table. “Would you like to dance?” he asked. He had on zoot suit pants, a styling bow-tie and an immaculate white shirt.<\/p>\n

I couldn’t say no! He was an amazing dancer. A really strong lead, and after a few seconds, he had me dancing things I’d never danced before.<\/p>\n

His name was Marco, and he actually knew Robert, the friend I was waiting for. He said, “The YOUNG people usually sit over there in that corner. There is a second dance floor behind the band.”<\/p>\n

It was all I could do to keep up with him. We danced half a dozen dances before he relinquished me. What energy!<\/p>\n

I sat down, still looking for Robert. But I couldn’t stay there long. Another gentleman, whose name I never caught asked me to dance. He was a little more staid, but he kept up a conversation the whole time about his travels over the world.<\/p>\n

Robert did arrive, and he and I had a great time dancing. But I am still impressed with those gentlemen.<\/p>\n

Ladies, if you want to see real charm and remember what it’s like for a man to treat you like a queen, go down and dance with the men of monday night at the Alpine Village.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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