The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, March 22, 1990, Page 12, Image 11
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, wewentintoGentlemanJim’$,56th 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 ress. 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 See the Latest Styles in Lingerie, (Party ivear, and Sunmivear at Boogs Rock^ n Roll \ Boutique lor CM ore Info, on Lincolns newest clothing, call us at 477-SPU'D Boog s %oc^ n ‘J{o(( Boutique 2017 Ostreet men in their ranks. It might have been the non-western clothing or the non-western attitude. Who knows? 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 attitude. -- 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 break. 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 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 label. 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. 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