Me (keyboardist in band from L.A. playing at Divebar): Hey, soundguy. Are you going to stick a D.I. on my keyboard or are you miking the amps or are we playing at stage volume?
Soundguy: (stammers....looks nervous) I don't understand what you just said. All I know is I was supposed to bring three mic cables. Three mic cables.
Me: OK...You just answered my question. Stage volume, it is!
So this place lives up to its name and, obviously, the sound guy didn't exactly know much about doing sound. All the patrons look like they just escaped from Rob Zombie's prison.
So why did I like it there?
Because there was no pretension. And most of all, the audience of scuzzy looking biker punks really enjoyed my artsy-ass jazzcore band. Not the sort of openmindedness you find missing in Los Angeles. So for all its flaws, I can dig this place.