Hang the DJ
Okay, whoever is the DJ at Tyler’s (Amer Tobacco) on Tuesday nights should be fired and sent over the county line. (Foreigner, Boston, anyone? WTF?)
Still waiting for a decent beer bar in these parts,
–good diverse selection of beers on tap (yeah I get it Big Boss is local but it sucks so if you only have 5 taps lose the Big Boss),
–decent service with full pours (if I have to pay five bucks or more for a pint please gimme a full glass),
–interesting ambiance showing some creative thought and attention to detail, no campy schlocky toy crap from yesteryear and no cutesy or irony please there’s enough of that in our world and then some already,
–indoors and outdoor seating (if it rains early in the day how’s about sending staff out to wipe the seats so they dry, or an awning on your building yeah I’m talking at you Bull McCabe’s)
–well curated music at appropriate volume,
–non-generic bike racks,
–footrails at the bar (good work Pinhook),
–no TVs on (with the exception of truly special sporting events like World Cup soccer matches, NC State football games, never a baseball game, never), definitely not multiple TVs tuned to different stations and all with their sound on,
Really it ain’t that frickin hard, someone could make a killing.
Today’s post brought to you by a clearly disgruntled and self-centered Old Man McCloud who will most likely have tonight’s pint on his front stoop with Bella, Rags, and watching the neigbhors on their walk.