The Flying Mules at Joe's Cafe

I guess I am getting jaded. Or don't drink enough. Joe's Cafe, an art gallery in the City's West End (with live music on Thursday nights) reminded me too much of other venues. Lots of weird "collectible" type stuff crammed into a small space. Too much like Blueberry Hill but with more variety, too much like The City Museum but with more stuff. It was a pleasant enough evening. I was told that there was a bigger crowd and older than usual (Mules fans) therefore it was pretty noisy, unlike the sparsely attended gathering at Schlafly's the week before which was spacious and you could hear the band. So I am a bit selfish wanting a more personal concert. The crowd at Joe's was appreciative; the band seemed to be having a good time. In fact, they had wholeheartedly recommended the place as a neat place to go. "It's great. You'll really like it!" Mike likes it because it reminds him of Soulard in the old days, i.e. early 1970's.

I ran into friends Sam and Glen and caught up on what they were doing in the brief lulls when you could hear another person speak. I took such pictures as I was able, having forgotten to recharge the camera until too late to get a full charge on it. You can view the pictures I was able to save by using Photoshop at http://www.theflyingmules.com/photogallery/index.html
I might go back again if J decides to go and I know who is playing. Maybe I just needed beer instead of w(h)ine to get into the spirit of the place. Or I needed my pied piper of play to goad me into having a good time. It is an art gallery and I didn't explore. It really does deserve a second chance, especially since people I respect recommend it so hightly.
P.S. Joe's doesn't have a liquor license, its an art gallery, so bring your own refreshments.