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Sat, 04 Jun 2005
club €uro
Last night whilst riding on the Irving Park sidewalk east from St. Pascal's I have to stop when I get to Club €uro. Their empty sidewalk beer garden and a large row of motorcycles were blocking all but about six inches of the sidewalk. Slightly drunk, I raised the issue with the doorman in a polite, but still somewhat obnoxious manner. He said I could "go around" all the obstacles. Technically of course, this was true. I'm just glad I was not in a wheelchair. Instead of raising a fuss about it I locked up my bike and went in. I was intrigued by the motorcycles anyway. There was a beautiful Indian and a really cool rat bike with a steel mesh seat. Most of the bikes appeared to be customized metric cruisers. Not stupid choppers, but tasteful and functional bikes. The interior decor was surprisingly cool. It was a bit busy, but there was nothing gaudy about it. The loud euro dance videos were also surprisingly non-suck. (I did have the beerphones on by then of course so YMMV.) I still don't know if they have any good beer. The fifteen or so people who were at the bar were all drinking Becks and Corona (yuk). I asked about cheap beer and after a bit of back and forth the bartender suggested the Becks on tap. A half liter mug of that was only $3! So a bit after 10 pm I'm sitting there nursing the half liter and I see a couple of guys move a keg out the entryway. Did I mention the keg? No? That was a bit odd. There was a keg with a tap and air pump sitting in a tub of ice by the door. I didn't ask. So anyway I see these guys moving the keg and then immediately thereafter four people on motorcycles ride *in through the front door* of the club. They swing around the bar and park their bikes on the dance floor. It was truly awesome. No one acted like this was anything unusual.
Carne There was one exceptionally thoughtful moment. Three children - very young - like between 2 and 6 years old plopped down right in front of one of the PA stacks. The bass player noticed this and convinced them to move somewhere safer for their little ears.
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