Rockin' After Hours with The Loosies

The Loosies are an a capella female vocal group who was singing carols on 24th Street last night. It was cold out and hard to keep from squirming, let alone listening too carefully. So Plottie was not displeased when they announced they were taking a break. We did too, and went with friends Bev-Mo and Jim Zim to get something to eat at Savour, inside where it was nice and warm.

We didn't pay much attention when we sat down next to a table reserved for 13.

But when we were just getting our food the Loosies, all 13 of them, walked in and sat down at their table, gig over, hungry. As we were leaving, we thanked them for singing on the street, and they were so grateful to actually hear that they had been appreciated that the leader said, "Why, thank you! One, two, three, four..." and they broke into the coolest 'Here Comes Santa' medley of songs, complete with rapping on glassware and all kinds of subtle vocal inflections we never could have heard outside.

Soon, the cooks and waitresses were peeping out of their cubbyholes and sneaking around the corner to listen. Before long, the Loosies had everyone snapping their fingers and singing along. A certain person with a questionable basso voice nonetheless tossed in some vocal bass lines.

The restaurant then gave us all a free dinner.

OK, that last part is a lie. But what a treat, anyway.