Seattle Subsonic

In the Beginning, there was the Central.

April 27th, 2009

Saying it’s name will always spur conversation. Whether it be admiration or total disdain, The Central Saloon is a fixture in the Seattle Music Scene. It has been the spawning ground of some of the biggest bands while still being a dirty hole in the wall. Bands like Soundgarden, Mudhoney, Alice in chains, Nirvana… even Jane’s Addiction have dropped sweat in that dusty musky room. It is fondly admired by artists all over the world who make pilgrimages to it whenever in town playing concerts.
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The best part of the Central – it knows its a dive bar. It has a cheap ass sound system, it’s stubbornly positioned among the entrails of the Pioneer Square nightclub scene, the doormen look like they just finished shooting a revival ‘Hell’s Angel’ movie but the drinks are cold, the staff is really cool and… Its NOT on Capital Hill! Recently, I have become very jaded to the Capital Hill venues. This ‘holier-than-thou’ attitude from the door staff and the bartenders gets very old and, as many of you have been reiterating in conversations, Capital Hill is becoming a parody of itself… which is sad. While in the Comet last week, I watched three guys dressed in sport coats slapping ‘high fives’ and saying, “Coming here makes me feel so… Capital Hilly”.

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After I saw that horrible display of post frat bravado… I literally ran out of the bar to rinse my soul out with strong whiskey at some bar that wasn’t part of the Hill. The Cab driver recommended the Central and I was like, “Oh, the Central, old friend. The Central won’t judge me”.

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I missed the Central.
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Which is more then I could say for it’s ‘knock off’, King Cobra!
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The rest of the night was simple… I got drunk and watched a few good rock bands… and finally staggered to the gyros place next door.

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I still have a hangover.
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I missed you Central.