RIP Cat Club.
Over the years, I laughed, I drank, I danced, I ogled, I drunkenly stumbled, I awkwardly sang, I did it all within your cold, dimly lit brick walls. I became friends with some great and dated some wonderful girls I met within your homey interior. You were my dance-friendly home away from home, loudly blaring new wave, punk, indie, electro, and goth with equal fervor. I nearly cried when I found out you were being sold. That one last glorious night on Sunday, with pints upon pints upon pints of free beer, made for, as Elliott Smith said, a fond farewell to a friend.
I can only hope the new owners keep some of your biker-bar/hipster dive spirit.
Over the years, I laughed, I drank, I danced, I ogled, I drunkenly stumbled, I awkwardly sang, I did it all within your cold, dimly lit brick walls. I became friends with some great and dated some wonderful girls I met within your homey interior. You were my dance-friendly home away from home, loudly blaring new wave, punk, indie, electro, and goth with equal fervor. I nearly cried when I found out you were being sold. That one last glorious night on Sunday, with pints upon pints upon pints of free beer, made for, as Elliott Smith said, a fond farewell to a friend.
I can only hope the new owners keep some of your biker-bar/hipster dive spirit.
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i wandered here from the album nice paintings dude