Completely belated on this post but I thought I would reminisce on what I did have goin on for the weekend. So I was spinning at Cloud 9 Motel this weekend with half the percussion crew (Mike G.) in the basement. This place is a recently renovated loft to club in the Market St. district on 7th. Posh with greko statues, rotating couches, a sanitary white VIP upstairs room and a hot as f*@k basement - only cuz Mike and I were rockin the house.
For those that would like to check it, expect goud music, tall white people, and small drinks but if this is the “no-sign-on-the-door” underground place you like to hang at with great music then come on down to the vacant lot on 7th and go right in. I had a great time and hope to come back to check out the damn fine bartenders at this place and possibly hit the decks again.
Next day we all went to Ella’s for the some of the best damn pancakes I’ve ever had. Have a Bloody Mary or some fresh squeezed OJ, the banana pancakes or the French toast for a great start on your morning. Either way expect to wait in line so don’t come too hungry. It’s all worth the wait. (Ella’s is on Presido and California in SF)
Speaking of Bloody Mary’s nobody does a bloody Mary better than McCarthy’s in good old San Luis Obispo. If ever in that town you much check the great peeps at this pub and have Guiness or B Mary before you stagger out. Just don’t fuck with Jerry (some cunt’s story)!
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