I don't like the Rocksport. I will just get that out of the way now. I don't leave the city all that often so I find things that many people would consider totally normal are a bit jarring for me. The West Seattle bar, The Rock Sport was among those things. West Seattle itself feels a bit alien.
The bar has, like, a dozen screens, two of which are really god damned huge, so that they can show satellite broadcasts of sports games from all around the country.
One waitress, a woman who looked older than she probably was, but if she were really as old as she looked, would look good for her age had a face that looked as though it were drawn by Edward Gory. She didn't smile once the entire time we were there and I can't blame her. A hyper little bartender, who appeared to be about four and a half feet tall wore Marti Gras beads around his neck and a t-shirt that said, "Show me your nipples."
On the walls were plaques, posters, and photographs of sports stars, none of whom I could recognize. On the ceiling was a life-sized cut out of a model advertising beer. It was also signed.
Ads for grunge and metal cover bands filled all of the spaces not taken by the photographs of sports stars and scantily clad women.
There was a steady stream of classic fucking rock. Leonard Fucking Skynard! That is always, always, always a bad sign when one is at a bar.
The final kicker was the Jaeger tap.
I have just described the perfect bar for many, many people. Each and every element of the experience that turned Dianna and me off would be ideal for a large percentage of the population.
Really positive reviews use nearly the same language to praise the bar as I used to berate it.
"Dude," you might be grunting as you read this, "They have a Jaeger - tap? That horney midget bar tender sounds fucking funny. I'm going to watch the game there next week."
Enjoy! Go with my blessings!
-By the way, the Posies are a good rock and roll band.
-Dianna and I had to leave before the show had ended because the last reasonable bus back in to town was at quarter to one. Any questions that you have about how the rock show ended should be directed elsewhere.
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