Chicago Gangsters at Silver’s
Admit it, you were worried that the ‘krissis’ had driven all the hoods, hoodlums, gangsters and ne’er-do-wells abroad (or at least out along Rubolovsky Prospekt). Thankfully Silver’s, the original genuine Irish bar, has restored our faith in the underworld. May Day night saw the subterranean pub transformed by the best barmaids in Moscow into glitzy, seedy, noisy, dressy, dodgy roaring twenties Chicago. The days when the bling was for real and jazz was the deal. A feast of gold, silver and shady shades.
The costumes were eclectic, the bar girls were electric, the customers were charged and the atmosphere sparked. The music was the best from all the decades, from Billie Holliday to The Blues Brothers by way of Glenn Miller, Ray Charles and Dave Brubeck. Best of all was Julia’s virtuoso karaoke concert. She sang with the legs, the eyes and all her heart. If you were there, you’d know what I mean. If you missed it, big shame, but enjoy the photos. But don’t believe all you see. That teapot flowed all night like the sorcerer’s apprentice with moonshine potcheen hooch, although it tasted as good as genuine Jameson’s. A great night! Thank you! Don’t miss the next one!