Truthfully, as I get older I no longer go to bars where I can’t sit down. I no longer go to venues where I can’t wear whatever I want. I no longer go to places where I have to pay a cover fee to only fight my way to the bar. And I definitely don’t surround myself with newly minted 21 year olds chugging lagers.

I want to sit down with my friends. I want to have a proper crafted cocktail or even better sip a perfectly aged whisky. I want to enjoy the Blues band playing. And I want to be able to hear so I can be engaging in a great conversation.

No I’m not to good. I just grew up.