I had no intention of starting my journey last night, but I realized the music scene in San Diego is not going to sit around and wait to give me a guided tour. So a random “You should come out ” text from my up-to-no-good cousin led me to the beginning of what I hope becomes a long soiree of adventures.
First stop on my magical mystery tour, Park and Rec. Out back of the bar in a little bungalow is a small stage, medium dance floor and some of the most hipstery hipsters in San Diego. We spent the night grooving to 80’s tunes from Rock of Ages, an 80’s tribute band. Sound was great and you feel like you can reach out and touch the band. (Some did.) There are enough dark corners around the stage that you can stand back and people watch without being stared down for not dancing. Super diverse crowd for San Diego—way to go University Heights! Complete with a menu of craft cocktails to make your heart swoon. Kudos to the guy dressed up like Indian Jones, leather hat, leather bomber jacket, cool guy attitude—you rocked it.
The anomaly of the night came while I was waiting for a drink at the bar. Mr. Early 40’s tried to strike up a conversation over the women’s March Madness games playing on the TVs. His soliloquy went something like this:
“Isn’t it weird watching women play basketball? I mean, it’s a guy’s sport. Girls aren’t supposed to be dribbling, dunking, or any of those guy things. Especially not on TV. I mean, I grew up playing basketball—there weren’t any girls back then! It’s just awkward…Girls shouldn’t be playing basketball. It’s just wrong.”
Don’t worry Mr. Early 40’s, we’ll keep our hands off your balls.
For more insight into Park and Rec’s historically progressive past, click here.