A quiet night in the Cloth Ear

It was a quiet night in 'The Cloth Ear', or so I thought, for suddenly everything went dark - there was a total eclipse of the bar. Looking up I was confronted with 'Gargantua' or three of them to be precise. At first I thought it was 'The Roly Poly's' night out but quickly realized it was more like a reunion of the wyrde sisters from Macbeth (actually a reunion of the wyrdes would be like a sunday school outing compared to these three - one of them had a voice that could shatter concrete and proved it, frequently.) Ironically the slogan of the bar is 'rediscovering the gentle art of conversation'.