Castaways

is making a come-back, it seems.  Well, specifically the underbelly of Castaways is now open as The Lower Deck.  Up until recently (?) it was a pirate-themed restaurant in Manitou ~ as in the wait staff dressed in pirate garb and growling Aaaarrrrrrs at you.

Got the poop from Poop at Murphy's that last night was a kinda Opening of sorts. I had read a couple of things about it opening as a venue in the Independent, so had a look on the way home.

Dive Lounge-y ~ of course I loved it. Old wood bar, lots of Red, including the crazy patterned carpet, fat comfy couches kinda scattered around in corners - one set is green naugahyde. I want to take it home to the Social Aide and Pleasure Club. There's a pretty good-sized room and stage in the back of all that and a green room. Place is huge.  Only the bottom level ( I should call it the Bowels, huh?) is open. Tom and I  got sent back into the Bowels, not because we weren't supposed to be upstairs, but because we had alcohol upstairs. The bartender said the upper space was possibly going to be retail shop space.

Added Bonus and mostly why I went: Joe Johnson was playing with a couple of other folks. Greatness. That man has an amazing voice. While I was there I had the extreme pleasure of hearing him sing Hank Sr's I'm so Lonesome I Could Cry. So Good.

ExtraSpecialAddedBonus! Getting to see Grumpy Kirk in the parking Lot - leaving as I was arriving. Love Grumpy Kirk.