The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, March 22, 1990, Page 12, Image 11

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    Gentleman Jim’s
As we pulled up into the park
ing lot, the only vehicles in sight
were: a semi-truck, a plethora of
pickups and a few cars Undeterred,
and Cornhusker Hwy.
Inside, my roommate and I met
Mike Milius, a regular patron and
senior at the University of Nebraska
Lincoln. He introduced us to our
waitress, Stacy Trail. She seemed
friendly and quickly brought us
our drinks, a good trait in a wait
For all practical purposes, Gen
tlemen Jim’s has all of the appear
ances of a coyntry bar. And the
music is country, loo. The clientele
are dressed to match, from their
boots to their western-style shirts.
We got a few looks as we walked
in, due possibly to our non-west
ern attire.
The dance floor is in the front of
the place with the bar in back. The
basement has pool tables and dart
machines, and, yes, they have an
other bar down there.
The patrons seem a little hesi
tant to talk with non—regulars.
According to Milius, “They just need
time to get adjusted to you.”
On the main floor, the walls are
covered with hats, neon signs and
beer posters. The motto seems to
be, “We’re not fancy, but we’re
friendly.” The staff is anyway.
The clientele didn’t seem too
enthused to sec a couple of college
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men in their ranks. It might have
been the non-western clothing or
the non-western attitude. Who
In all seriousness Gentleman Jim’s
is a good place to go to to get drunk
and have fun, if one goes dressed
appropriately and f'^y
with the proper ufl
-- Troy Falk
Watering Hole
It looks like a pretty cool place
from the street. As you’re walking
down O, you hear the music and
see all the people boozing it up
and apparently havinga good time.
So you go in. It’s Thursday night,
andaftertheguy at the door checks
j^our ID ,you pay yourbuck cover.
Wait a minute. A cover for the
Watering Hole, 1321 O St., which
used to be the Club Car. Gimme a
Oh, there’s live entertainment.
Entertainment. Yeah sure. A guy
with an acoustic guitar hooked up
to an amplifier playing “Dueling
Banjos.” Sort of reminds you of the
movie “Deliverance,” just as some
of the Hole’s patrons resemble
characters in “Deliverance.”
Pretty cool all right.
OK, so what about the decor.
It’s best described as redneck, as
the name of the place would imply.
Steer horns and critter hides on the
wall, a split-rail fence and a hang
man’s noose dangling over the bar.
Cheap beer on Thursday and
Friday afternoons is a good thing,
though. Pitchers are $1.75, draws
are 25 cents, but only for Milwau
kee’s Best.
The food is one thing that can’t
be criticized. The menu includes
hamburgers, taco salads, curly fries,
buffalo wings and barbecued beef,
all like mom used to make.
Patrons also are treated to a bag
of peanuts (25 cents), in the shelL
It’s so much fun to booze and chat
with friends, while simultaneously
cracking open peanuts and dis
carding the shells on the floor.
So what’s the Hole’s big appeal?
Is it that hip to listen to country/
western hits played on a guitar? Or
after you’ve consumed so much
cheap beer and are so drunk you
can’t see straight, does all music
sound great?
Are there that many rednecks in
Lincoln? Stupid question.
Actually, there seems to be a
large influx of the college crowd as
well. On Thursdays, you even can
spot a gaggle of grecks if you look
carefully. Mostoflhem are on stage
whooping it up
with Paul Phillips,
the wonder guitarist.
— limily Rosenbaum
Duffy’s Tavern, 1412 O St., has
gone through a metamorphosis of
sorts in the past few years.
What wasoncea primarily greek
hangout evolved into Lincoln’s
premier alternative and college
music locus.
And now the two seem to be I
coming together and Duffy’s, un
like most bars, has no name, no
The one-roomed tavern, which i
opened in the late 1930s, expanded ,
into two rooms about two years ,
ago. The west room has been the
stage for several up-and-coming |
local and Midwestern bands like <
The Millions and New Brass Guns,
as well as nationally acclaimed hands
such as the Flaming Lips.
But Duffy’s history, old and
recent, can be tied to one person:
Hank, the throaty-voiced, Tom
Waits-in-drag woman, has been
delivering searing one-liners and
drinks for more than a quarter of a
century at Duffy’s.
Some of the most colorful ad
vice -- solicited and unsolicited —
about men, school and cigarettes
have come from Hank.
And, of course, one of the big
gest Duffy’s landmarks was the
introduction of fishbowls.
Where else can customers drink
pink lemonade and vodka from
fishbowls? like those two little naked
cartoon characters say: Happiness
is . . . swallowing his backwash.
But the drinks and the drink
servers make up only a portion of
[Duffy’s charm. We mustn’t forget
he drunks . . . er, patrons.
Duffy’s clientele is made up of a
jood cross-section of the univer
sity and Lincoln community: greeks
ind greek wanna-bcs, alternative
ypes and alternative-type wanna
bes, sex gods and goddesses, and
sex-god and goddess wanna-bes
ind of course the chance to be.
And, believe it or not, Duffy’s is
he place to be anytime. Its wel
:oming atmosphere is in the style
bf O’Rourke’s -- customers can walk
n and find a
riend on any given
- Lisa Donovan
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