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I was visiting Seattle last weekend with my buddies, and we were looking to go out and have some fun. We did not want to go to a stupid bar; we wanted to go to a nice classy joint that would promise a good time. We met up with our girlfriends at a restaurant, and we had some really good food to eat. Then it was time to party, so we went out on the town again, looking for trouble. We ran into an old acquaintance who told us that he was going to a wild party at a local piano bar Seattle had.

It turned out to be truly an amazing evening at the piano bar. There was a fellow playing piano going wild and playing everything we wanted to hear, even if we did not know we wanted to hear it. There was something revelatory in his style of piano playing and the way his long, dark hair flung over the keys, accompanied by a wild stare in his eyes. He played some wonderful love songs, and we slow danced all night long. I could tell you a lot more about the piano bar Seattle had, but I would have to spend years telling you to get across how great it was.