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Post by pucklegas on Jan 8, 2019 13:45:31 GMT
Used to be Papillons at the bottom of Union Street for me. R and j s for us older folk 😂😂😂
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Post by mehewmagic on Jan 8, 2019 16:19:18 GMT
Yep, 1996 to early 2000's. Thursdays for metal, Fridays for indie then for a while it was Wednesdays for metal. Those were the days! Very sad that it's gone now ![:(](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/sad.png)
I can remember everyone jumping into the mosh pits when Blue song 2 or Nirvana SLTS came on, then nursing the bruised limbs immediately afterwards!! Happy days
Was that a cover version of Song 2? (Just a joke). My first ever gig was at Bierkeller (Soup Dragons), and as someone from Bath that was like going to the moon.
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Post by mehewmagic on Jan 8, 2019 16:23:43 GMT
Baxter... Ronnie or his son no doubt. Remember that documentary called Muscle about those clowns 🤡 I think Ronnie Baxter worked the doors at Tiffanys in the 1970's & 80's. An absolute thug, but he also raised a fair bit for charity over the years, he used to dress up as a fairy for various charitable events, I seem to recall. For those of you wondering where Tiffanys was, the top Of Blackboy Hill, where the Spire hospital now stands. When I saw the mention of Tiffany's, that took me back to first ever (& one of rather few...) nightclub type things. Even worse it was one those underage nights where there was sod all to do really anyway... However, mine was Bath (Sawclose). I think it was Tiffany's?? It was Shelley's for a while as well I think. Why were they all sh** female names?
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Post by Big Jock on Jan 8, 2019 16:23:49 GMT
There's a new night club opened near me but it's for amputees only..
I've heard it's crawling with fanny
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Post by badengas on Jan 8, 2019 18:53:15 GMT
Early Eighties in the Granary, mid Eighties Yesterdays and then Busby's where Mrs. Badengas first had the joy of taking me home on a minibus with her back to Wales.
God I'm old.
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Post by aghast on Jan 8, 2019 18:58:40 GMT
I used to frequent Tiffany's now and then but it was a bit dodgy at times.
Raquel's was the one for me. The Studio 54 of Bristol.
For some reason I always drank vodka and orange in there. And this is going back to the days when 'orange' meant a hefty splash of neat orange squash...
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Post by toddy1953 on Jan 8, 2019 19:00:48 GMT
Used to be Papillons at the bottom of Union Street for me. R and j s for us older folk 😂😂😂 Top Rank for the even older ones😩
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Post by badengas on Jan 8, 2019 19:13:17 GMT
I used to frequent Tiffany's now and then but it was a bit dodgy at times. Raquel's was the one for me. The Studio 54 of Bristol. For some reason I always drank vodka and orange in there. And this is going back to the days when 'orange' meant a hefty splash of neat orange squash... Whisky and orange for me, thought I was sophisticated
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Post by lastminutewinner on Jan 8, 2019 20:32:14 GMT
I can remember everyone jumping into the mosh pits when Blue song 2 or Nirvana SLTS came on, then nursing the bruised limbs immediately afterwards!! Happy days
Was that a cover version of Song 2? (Just a joke). My first ever gig was at Bierkeller (Soup Dragons), and as someone from Bath that was like going to the moon. If I was any member of Blur and saw that id definitely sue for defamation of character. But if they want my ££'s they'll have to get in line behind the ex wife!
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Post by islaplanagas on Jan 8, 2019 21:05:41 GMT
Ronnie Butler always seemed a nice bloke when drinking “off duty” around Glos Rd, but cannot imagine he would be the same as a bouncer! Used to know “Tiny” really well when I lived around the docks and drank in the Avon Packet. Always seemed a very genuine and lovely bloke. IPG
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2019 0:01:07 GMT
I remember Busbys well. There was one girl who would always take a lucky man back to Wales with her in a minibus. I never had the pleasure but some lucky b@stard probably ended up marrying her. Oh well.
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Post by Dirt Dogg on Jan 9, 2019 0:09:52 GMT
I remember Busbys well. There was one girl who would always take a lucky man back to Wales with her in a minibus. I never had the pleasure but some lucky b@stard probably ended up marrying her. Oh well. Careful mate, or he’ll challenge you to some traditional naked mud tube fighting!
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