When last we visited, Bee Jays was a bland and easy-to-overlook club on Poznan’s main square that was in danger of dying a slow death at the hands of more popular venues. But the club has clawed its way back, with a respectable queue of revelers waiting outside, a crowded dance floor, and tables filled with the kind of tie-wearing elder statesmen we wouldn’t expect to find around blaring pop music. We’re not sure what the appeal is, but Bee Jays seems to have found its niche with an older crowd. Fair warning: the glass elevator connecting Bee Jays to the more youthful Van Diesel venue downstairs is heavily guarded by hired muscle, so you won’t be getting a ride.