There arent many places inside the Houston city limits where you can see a guy dressed up like a goth George Washington nursing a dirt cheap Long Island Iced Tea and shadow-dancing, but such is the reality at Classic Numbers every Friday at well, Numbers off Westheimer. The hallowed dance floor seems to be catnip for the drunken and lusty minions among us who just have to cut a metaphorical rug each time we hear The Normals stunner Warm Leatherette. Were pretty sure if we heard that track during daylight hours, our heads would explode. DJ Wes Wallace can play the crowd like a fiddle, dishing out crucial Joy Division and The Cure cuts, while keeping an eye on modern fare like The Killers and even the stray Katy Perry track. The crowd is a mixture of prowling cougars, goth kids, misguided teens, and affable drunks more than happy to make out with you on the black bleachers for a spell. This is an underground Houston institution, people. Get into it.