Trailer Park Date Night III
It’s a Little Early for Vomit
Judging by Thursday’s entry, you’ll see that I'm intrigued by the "Mama's Mixes". We ordered a "Hurritang" and a "Twisted Tang" to do a comparison.
They were nasty. Mission accomplished. It reminded me of being in high school where you experiment making drinks with siphoned bits from your parents liquor collection. Too many of these and it’s lights out.
I’ve been to Double Wide three times in the past two years and at this was the second time that there were reports of patrons puking. Can’t handle your liquor/meth/heroin/tofu sandwich? Stay home lightweight.
Showtime: The Vomiting Continues
Razorblade Dolls played synthesized guitar driven industrial that I’ve heard a few hundreds of times but their cover of Til Tuesday’s “Voices Carry” was cool.
The downside was the Cadaver Cabaret. This included an Amazon chick with floppy breasts; each determined to escape from the breastplate they were attached to. When will this burlesque craze end? I want state regulation to be put into place. Maybe it was this or all the cigarette smoke but my eyes are still burning.
Ghoultown didn’t disappoint and their new drummer fits in well, I’ll need to see them again at a place with a decent PA to pass final judgment, not many nuances to be had at Double Wide. The roller derby chicks were moshing, the Lonestar beer was flowing. Check out Ghoultown’s website for some punk infused Texas goth-a-billy.
BeerDiabla bought some Ghoultown panties. Yee-Haw!!!