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Jun 02, 2010


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Can't say I do, but I remember Harry's.

Ed Cone

I get a lot of blank stares when I give directions to Sushi Republic by saying "it's where the Bellstone Fox used to be..."

There's a place at the Jersey Shore called Used to Be's, which is a pretty good name when you think about it.

Steve Harrison

Could be Logan's Bar...

Ed Cone

That's a bingo, SH, many thanks.

The summer I graduated from high school a good friend had a misunderstanding with The Man that resulted in his being prescribed a drug that makes one ill when one drinks alcohol.

But my friend discovered that this drug had no effect on him, and, on the evening of this discovery, we went to Logan's for 10 cent Bud night.

Eric Hendrix

Who remembers the Blue Max on Spring Garden St. I saw Uriah Heep play there in 1971.


Who remembers the speak easy in the basement of the buggy whip factory?


@MeOld -- Yes, of course I remember that place! You had to wear an onion on your belt to get in. Beer cost a nickel, and in those days nickles had pictures of a bumblebees on them. "Hey barkeep, gimme a beer for a bee", is how you'd order a beer.

A. Bulluck

Who remembers when degenerate redneck women couldn't afford to go to $5 concerts? I do, and it wasnt too long ago. Place is a rat hole and a den for local garbage. Can't wait for a new venue to open up.


The drug that makes one ill when one drinks alcohol only works if one actually takes said drug. Bet your friend didn't take it. ;-) And, wow! .10 Buds! Holy crap, I don't remember anything less than .50 beers...you're not that much older than me! :-o

I've lived here 12 years and I've never been to The Blind Tiger. Maybe I should check it out before it goes away.


Who remembers ORileys on Market (the original basement version) or BG Feathers (pre adult entertainment venue)or dare I say .... Dadios?

Ian McDowell

The Bellstone Fox? Even I don't remember that. The Great New York Pizza Vs. The Hells Angels War, in which Charlie at NYP allegedly paid karate instructor Vic Coffin and some other local Vietnam vets to roust the Angels out of King Arthur's after the cops wouldn't do it, was just before my time, but was still on everybody's lips when I first arrived on Tate Street. Eventually the closed King Arthur's re-opened as Crocodile's, which begat Valencia's, which begat Group Therapy, which begat Phazes, which sat empty while Marty Kotis wracked up Kirk's Sineath kickbacks on towing and readied the place for Sushi Republic's move. Sushi Republic has been one of the few establishments in that location not to succumb to (or even suffer from) Cokehead Ownership Syndrome, and the only to be a rousing success, breaking the longstanding curse. I thought of that spot several times while reading Anthony Bourdain's KITCHEN CONFIDENTIAL.

Ed Cone

The drug was Antabuse. I know it works, it just didn't work on my friend. Ten cent beers were remarkably cheap even in 1980.

Belstone Fox (I'm thinking it was spelled with one L) was open in the '70s. I was too young to go, although there was a place across Tate called Aliza's -- downstairs, beneath the Hong Kong House -- at which ID was checked more casually.

What's now the used book store across the street from SR was still a movie theater, which ran Rocky Horror late nights for about a million years.

sean coon

bullock, word is that the tiger's space is going to become another restaurant. one less venue in town.

Ian McDowell

Addams isnt really a used bookstore, at least not in the Edward McKay* sense, but an "off-campus university bookstore," meaning that it's not owned by the University but is meant to compete with the Barnes & Noble on campus. Back in the 80s and 90s, far more students bought their textbooks (both new and used) and supplies there than from the campus Barnes and Noble, which used to drive the University nuts. They've long had a hate-hate relationship with Tate Street, and would be very happy if it went away. Back in the 90s, they were threatened with a lawsuit because Orientation Leaders had allegedly been telling incoming Freshmen that Tate Street was "too dangeous" (even though the majority of rapes and robberies of students actually occur ON campus rather than in the surrounding neighborhood).

*I realize that Edward McCay has actually picked up quite a bit of the local college textbook market, so I may be making a distinction that existed more in my day than now.


Mick, I remember Dadio's. I remember some guy getting shot in the parking lot out there. That would have been late 70s early 80's. I was too young to go there, but I did read the newspaper.

Ian, Crocodiles rings a bell, but that too may have been before my time. I recall the old Underground on Lawndale more vividly. I grew up in the Fuzzy Ducks/Corner Bar/Harry's/Blind Tiger era. But being a High Pointer, I still lament the loss of High Street, which later became the Baggage Room, which later became empty.

Ian McDowell

Despite A Buttocks' sadly typical exfrat douchebaggery, the Blind Tiger is hardly a rathole, at least by the standards of North Carolina live music venues. I saw an excellent rockabilly show by the Bo Stevens a few months ago, when local burlesque diva Selia D'Katzmeow Carmichael had her birthday party there. And the lovely and talented Claire Holley (who is often heard on NPR's Back Porch Music and has been featured on Weekend Edition) is scheduled to play there this coming Saturday.



Ian McDowell

Sam, Crocodiles was there for a while, I believe. Most memorable thing about it was the four-foot long caiman (South American member of the crocodile family) in the tank in the middle of the restaurant. Poor guy must have been a bit claustrophobic in that small space, and the restaurant staff had the unfortunate habit of feeding him/her table scrabs during dining hours ("unfortunate" because reptiles typically poop right after eating).

Do you remember the beer bar/private club that used to be across the street from the Tiger, from before the Tiger was there. Pyewacket's, maybe? Students and instructors from the MFA Writing Program used to go there after class back in 1982, the way they go to Old Town now.

Steve Harrison

LOL! Dadios. ;)

The only thing I hated worse than disco was being sans-female on a Friday night, so, you know...

In my defense, I did try to remain true to my beliefs by often remarking, "I f**king hate this place. Let's go."

On second thought, that was actually a pick-up line, so I really shouldn't use it as a character reference. ;/


I do recall something else occurring in the Dadio's parking lot, except I don't think it was still Dadio's at the time. Nobody got shot and I certainly had a good time...

Ian, I can't help you on that one. In '82 I was 12.

Andrew Brod

The heretofore cursed Sushi Republic space has been interesting to watch over the years. The restaurants I recall in that space weren't bad, just unsuccessful. When I came to Greensboro for the first time in the spring of '89 to interview at UNCG, a few of the Econ faculty took me to Crocodile's for dinner. I thought it was good.

Later, I was a fan of Valencia, even appreciating its slow but accurately Iberian service.

Isn't Ian's chronology of that space missing one? Wasn't there a soul-food joint in that spot a few years ago?

Ian McDowell

I'm no fan of disco, but some of the anti-disco sentiment expressed in the 70s by hipsters like Rock critic Lester Bangs (and in the 80s by comic book writer Steve Gerber, creator of HOWARD THE DUCK) now seems excessive to the point of absurdity. For the first time since the Puritan era, it was acceptable to wax wroth about the "sin" of dancing.


I think Lester Bangs pretty much hated everything after 1972. Disco was to the 70's what autotune is today's youth- too much, too often, and inescapable. Still, the Bee Gees were a great band and in hindsight most disco music wasn't really that bad when done well.

Ian McDowell

You have a point, Sam.

Andrew, yes, I left out the Soul Food place. Hmm, what was it called? It was pretty good at first, but after a couple of months they stopped using pork in their collard greens because some Filthy Hippie complained, and then they stopped serving their delicious and cheap whole fried croaker because some wussie didn't like the bones. I think the local clientele was just too Whitebread Waspafarian for them. They made their food worse by trying to appease the pasty dreads-n-birks brigade, then bowed to the inevitable and moved nearer to A&T. As a devout carnivore (and Southernivore), I mourned.

Andrew Brod

Ian, it just came to me: Filet of Soul.

Steve Harrison

By the way, Ed, I have to confess: I didn't remember the bar, I got the name from the same site you linked. Which may be the only online reference to the place there is, absent using some magical NSA data-mining wares.

If you didn't read the whole thing, you should. There's a little story about a guy named Murray hopping a freight train and ending up in Danville that had me rolling.


Hooray Harry's and Walker Which Way certainly deserve some mention here. Harry's had a great Happy Hour back in the day and a damn good juke box.

Pi Kap House on Spring Garden had a few parties as well.


The best part about Harry's was the back door on Elam,near the bathrooms, that a 16 year old could slip through. I wish I had a nickle for every six pack I got from Susan at last call.

Ed Cone

Alert reader GC emails in response to IM's query of 10:28 last night:

The bar that he asks about that was across the street from the Blind Tiger in the '70s (an English Department hangout) was the Pickwick. It had the best jukebox in town--everything from big band music to Loretta Lynn to Grace Slick.



I'm not sure if that's what it was called at the time, but that basement bar is where I saw Eugene Chadborne play his electric rake.


Mick, I'll second the "damn good" you give Harry's Jukebox.



I guess I really am old. No one has mentioned the Jokers. Saw some great beach bands. Drinking age for beer & wine was 18.

Ian McDowell

The basement club under Hong Kong House was later the Night Shade Cafe. Emmy Lou Harris and the Indigo Girls played there, ircc. Plus, of course, lots of Eugene Chadbourne, who liked to "play" the audience with his electric Freddie Kruger glove (a genuine prop from the first Elm Street movie, given to him by his friend director Wes Craven, and which Eugene hooked up to a synth).

Before my time, either R.E.M. or the B-52s (I don't know why I get those two mixed up) supposedly played Fridays on Tate Street. I sadly missed the GWAR show at Hot Tamales (roughly where Don or Coffeeology are now, and where Sushi Republic was before their move) that allegedly got them "banned" under the NC Obscenity law that was once considered a big deal (was it ever repealed, or did it just fade away?).

I saw John Lee Hooker at some place on Spring Garden not too far from Old Town and Yum-Yum's that's since been assimilated by the UNCG Borg. Was that Daddio's? Jokers?

Yes, Pickwick's, thanks.


The old fart award will go to anyone who was a regular at The Castaways.


I wasn't a regular but I drank my first legal beer at The Castaways (Arnold St.) July 1, 1974, my 18th birthday.

I remember places like the Rattsgetter (Spelling?) and did visit The Blue Fox, 10 cent beer night at many places, The Sidedoor Lounge on Spring Garden........ I'm drawing a blank...


Ian, I think that was Jokers or perhaps Jokers III.


It was Jokers 3. And I think the place Billy is referring to is the Ratskeller. I had a friend in a band who played their a few times. It was a rough joint if memory serves me correctly.


Ratskeller-- that's it. And yes it could get rough.

Sam, you're older than I figured you for.

Anybody remember the girls dancing in cages?


Ah yes, Harry's
Finished undergrad in G'boro in the late 80's. Lived about 2 blocks from the intersection of Walker and Elam. Convenient staggering distance to home.

Was there for the opening of the Blind Tiger. One of the owners was into homebrewing and gave me several cases of Miller bottles that I still fill to this day.

I remember just pointing at the stuffed big mouth Bass on the wall at Harry's would get you a Bass beer from the bartender.

rlyarbrough, I saw the B52's at the campus auditorium late 80's or so.

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