Get down, bbs.
Housed in a gigantic space that used to be a bowling alley, it’s the kind of place where the best of both epochs commingle under dim lights with strong, cheap drinks.
Where we’ll be reliving the Malheur occupation and the best music of 2009 this week.
The bar might host card tournaments for the elderly and infirm early in the day, a wedding party in the afternoon, and a six-deep indie-rock bill later on.
“I used to refrain from telling anyone about it, because it was my favorite trail running area and I don’t like to see people when I’m out on a trail. Well, I’m gone now, so have at it!”
We had a chat with Lytle about cell phones, anti-California sentiments and life on the fringes of Cully.
His go-to records, his craziest gig and the music you should never ask him to play.
The $2.50 wells are, uh, worth it.
Fill up on Hamm’s, PBR, Rainier and Tecate!