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Broadway (and More!) at JR.’s Bar & Grill
The Monday-night crowd at JR.’s Bar & Grill (1519 17th St., NW; 202-328-0090) is unusually welcoming. “Popcorn?” a man waiting for his drink asks me. But there’s no time to eat: John Travolta has just taken the floor—or rather, the ten or so TV screens scattered around the Dupont Circle bar. The crowd—mostly gay men—merrily sings along to “Greased Lightning” from Grease. No one does the hand motions, but then again, it is only 9:30. Give it time.
The crowd starts to clear at midnight—it is a Monday—but the bar, if anything, gets louder. At 1:05, when the last note of “Nowadays” from Chicago falls away and an emo music video takes over, it’s almost like Cinderella’s carriage turning back into a pumpkin. (“Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo,” unfortunately, does not make the VJ’s playlist.)
The best part of JR.’s, though, may be watching others around you let loose. People are just happy. Well, at least most of them. There is a moment when, as Julie Andrews belts her famous Sound of Music intro, a man lets out a horrified gasp: “Oh, no! I forgot to tape The Hills!”
Hope he can get it off iTunes.