Originally Posted by Boxed Ears
I remember having lunch at 1860's down that way and Hackin' Hart Hominy was playing his electric mandolin, a la Yank Rachell, and Yank was there, looked over at me, said "Boxed, this beer is warm as ****. But Hack's playin' some straight up gangsta ****." and I nodded my head. Because I told him not to order any beer, there.
I remember I once worked as a bartender sometime during the American Civil War up someways, at a bar that specialized in terrible electronica, where Fredrick Douglas and the ghost of Belle Star (who wasn't dead yet but she wanted a jump on that whole.sick thing) invented the term mother ****er. Long story short before I was fired for 'forced cannibalism and being willfully and impertinenly tall' I used to serve my own urine as the house beer. Just remniscing...