I thought the Stars were great, and it was good to see that a lot of people turned out to see them. I got bored with Ivy and left. Astaire was pretty good.
But I have become convinced that the black cat may well be the worst place on earth. Where else can you pay 10 dollars to be surrounded by rude people who talk loudly through the entire set (haven't witnessed this anywhere else!), and then have to venture down two flights of stairs and fight your way through a crowd of rude poseurs to use a bathroom that is always flooded? Grr.
If really good bands didn't play there, there would be absolutely no reason to go. I don't understand why anyone would go there just to hang out...maybe at 28 I'm just too old to understand how very very cool it is.