Downtown USA
Since 1992 or thereabouts, one bar in Elgin has been head-and-shoulders ahead of all others in terms of sheer conceptual lunacy. When it first opened, it was notable for a number of things:
- Cheap happy hour - 8:30 - 9:30
- A huge, Wheel Of Fortune-style wheel that would be spun towards the end of the aforementioned happy hour, giving punters the opportunity to extend happy hour from 5 minutes to an hour to ALL NIGHT
- Two pints for £1.40
- The fact that the interior is a mockup of AN AMERICAN STREET, complete with barber shop, subway and washing lines
We used to love it when we were 17, but it's suffered a terminal decline since the heady days of 1992. Nowadays it's like every kind of shitty, ned-filled bar in every town in the land; like someone turfed the entire contents of Topman, Miss Selfridge and Lidl into one place and gave them aftershave to drink. Nevertheless, it retains a certain kind of scummy allure, one that ensures you'll go back again and again and again.
This shot is from the camera phone operated by a drunkard; drunk on one of the two kinds of draft lager they sell in there: the magnificent jakey juice that is Tennents.
Read what other poor bastards say about Elgin here.
- Cheap happy hour - 8:30 - 9:30
- A huge, Wheel Of Fortune-style wheel that would be spun towards the end of the aforementioned happy hour, giving punters the opportunity to extend happy hour from 5 minutes to an hour to ALL NIGHT
- Two pints for £1.40
- The fact that the interior is a mockup of AN AMERICAN STREET, complete with barber shop, subway and washing lines
We used to love it when we were 17, but it's suffered a terminal decline since the heady days of 1992. Nowadays it's like every kind of shitty, ned-filled bar in every town in the land; like someone turfed the entire contents of Topman, Miss Selfridge and Lidl into one place and gave them aftershave to drink. Nevertheless, it retains a certain kind of scummy allure, one that ensures you'll go back again and again and again.
This shot is from the camera phone operated by a drunkard; drunk on one of the two kinds of draft lager they sell in there: the magnificent jakey juice that is Tennents.
Read what other poor bastards say about Elgin here.
posted by Albie Clark | 9:19 pm
1 Comments:
sweetness. love the photos! xo
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