This is what being a hoosier in St. Louis is all about. Nothing like hitting Carson's after a blues game and singing some of your favorite songs from Grease. You can't help but notice the servers, who wear more make up than clothing, and that's not a good thing. You can't go out on the patio too late because of noise, and you'll find it hard to get a place in line because of the karaoke in-crowd that sings there regularly. I found it humourous at best for about 10 minutes, then it became painful.