Whenever l see the glass Piano lm forever reminded of the outward Maiden Voyage in 1987 of Dear Arline Daniels singing her heart out in the evenings in the Yacht Club. I personally never liked the club at that stage, the actual bar if l remember was pretty small but looked after by a tall good-looking Swedish/ German (?) guy. Some of us might say that was the only reason worth going to the club in those days
The vibration was another matter.
It was always a shame that leaving the lift at G stairway to go to the Yacht club was such a dark area , and only the narrow entrance of light going into the Yacht Club.