I too think that not much is going to real go full throttle ahead until the vaccine is done with all its trials, released, and widely used. Vaccine trials started here in Washington state in early March and there's a second one going into trials this month. The trials need to be completed though to prove efficacy and discover side effects. Once that happens, I think we will rebound with a vengeance. People are dying to get out there and the clubs will do a huge business when it's safe for people to do that.
Problem is that a lot of the small clubs have closed their doors and won't be re-opening them. So net effect is that we will probably have fewer places to play. Then again, if there really does turn out to be a resurgence in club-goers, we may see new places open up. Personally, I'm hoping we get back to some version of normal by November because we a high-paying gig then that hasn't been cancelled on us yet.
And I have to tell you that those young - just turned 21-folks - are more than raring to go. In fact, a fair amount of them went anyhow despite the warnings before the bars were closed. Comes from that feeling of immortality that you have in the early 20's. I remember it well, but now I know better.
Our Land Lady's granddaughter turned 21 before this all hit and she was out for "drinks" almost every night as to be expected from a just turned 21'er. But it went on for months. Then she got a job as a waitress at a local sports bar. She also had a house cleaning business that dried up as soon as social-distancing became a thing. Shortly thereafter, the Sports Bar closed. She still went out almost every night.
She's moved down to Arizona now to live with a friend and still refuses to wear a mask or stay out of groups, let along social distancing with individuals. Her answer is, "no one wears masks down here." She doesn't even consider that although her age group is rarely getting sick from it, she could be carrying it, be asymptomatic, and very easily be spreading it. Remember Typhoid Mary?
We had to ask her to not come to our downstairs apartment anymore because my wife and I are both "69; my wife has chronic respiratory problems; we both have asthma; and she was still clubbing. She just couldn't fathom the danger she was presenting to us. "I'm fine! I feel fine. None of my friends are even sick." was her answer. We miss her, but we don't miss her to death!