what a drinker that albini is

If I owned a bar this is the dude I'd have working the door

spoon wrote:It used to be call Prime -n- Tender (what a great name...) which was the same club for these same patrons 20 years ago.

I have a Prime n' Tender windbreaker in my closet right now as we speak.
My fuck up (at the time) sister used to date some gangbanger dude who ran the sound there back in the day, this is when I was 12 maybe that she gave it to me.
I remember her telling me about El DeBarge trying to hit on her when he played there, she was maybe 16 at the time.
Cameo also played there at the peak of his 'word up' powers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4Qjho3skvY

if this does not entice you into going out to this bar I don't know what will

THE place to be on Friday night.

Marsupialized wrote:if this does not entice you into going out to this bar I don't know what will

Dude, what is it with you and the bigger girls?

Marsupialized wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4Qjho3skvY

if this does not entice you into going out to this bar I don't know what will

Notice that the "Comments for this video have been disabled."

Hahaha.

If you guys are REALLY pining for the bad bar experience, my dad owns a biker bar just off Highway 44 in Franklin County, Missouri. It is called 'Roadhouse 100'. Yep, it resembles the movie in many respects, although it falters on the production values. Think 'Roadhouse', except the lighting is classic Wal-Mart fluorescent, and the Swayze is a burly old biker with white hair that can toss a cigarette machine.

One time a wailing female, sporting the classic Tennessee Crest, was being comforted by her cohorts at the bar when her man showed up with a pickup truckload of her stuff. He dumped it out in the middle of the (gravel) parking lot, doused it with gasoline, and ignited it.

I'm pretty sure they got back together by the end of the day. I wasn't hanging out to find out, though.

The Legendary TJs

Oh man, so sad. Was this ever decent? Like standing ankle deep in Richie Edward's puke and shit.

rayj wrote:If you guys are REALLY pining for the bad bar experience, my dad owns a biker bar just off Highway 44 in Franklin County, Missouri. It is called 'Roadhouse 100'. Yep, it resembles the movie in many respects, although it falters on the production values. Think 'Roadhouse', except the lighting is classic Wal-Mart fluorescent, and the Swayze is a burly old biker with white hair that can toss a cigarette machine.

One time a wailing female, sporting the classic Tennessee Crest, was being comforted by her cohorts at the bar when her man showed up with a pickup truckload of her stuff. He dumped it out in the middle of the (gravel) parking lot, doused it with gasoline, and ignited it.

I'm pretty sure they got back together by the end of the day. I wasn't hanging out to find out, though.

I'm off for the week. I know where I'm going.