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Racquet Club (Clarkston, MI)

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After enduring the ineptness of the young ladies at the Clarkston Cafe last Friday night, we decided to give the restaurant at the Racquet Club a shot. Surprisingly for a Friday night, there was no wait. Then, we heard it. George, a mediocre one-man-band made possible by technology, was in the corner alternating between his saxophone and clarinet with the amps turned up way too high (actually, any amplification would have been way too high). Why, oh why, did the management think this guy would draw people? If we hadn't been so hungry, we would have left for quieter surroundings. Food was okay, nothing outstanding, and probably would have been better with Muzak than George's incessant covers of Stevie Wonder.

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  1. Wow...did this guy ever pull double-duty in the same capacity at the former Boathouse Billiards up in Lake Orion? Boathouse Billiards doesn't actually exist anymore (the building is now occupied by another Buffalo Wild Wings), and no wonder: we never went back after this one time that a (and I use this word *very* loosely) "performer" was playing his absolutely crappy musical choices at a volume that rattled the teeth of my brother and SIL, who live in Atlanta, GA.

    It's a shame, because they used to do a decent job on whitefish for a decent price. Now, it's another BW3...::sigh::. Anyway, I hear your pain over this "performer." He's still a source of amusement for my friend and me, as we'll often reference just how incessantly bad he was.