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Topiary Park

Topiary Park figures

Topiary Park, located in downtown Columbus, made its debut during the whole AmeriFlora extravaganza in 1992. Even so, maybe it’s me, but I don’t recall hearing anything whatsoever about this phenomenal art installation until the early 2000s – at the earliest. The 1980s and 90s were very commercially oriented times, and unless you were a major business, or OSU (not that those two are mutually exclusive by any means) or maybe in more frivolous moments a big name musician who knew the right people, you were not getting any press whatsoever in this town during that whole era. Then again, maybe I have no room to talk, considering I’ve been working on this site for over a decade now, and am only now getting around to tackling Topiary Park myself.

But I mean, for a solid ten year stretch there I must have been in about the 99th percentile, city-wide, as far as who was reading the most actual print news publications here in C-bus, about C-bus, and despite all that…I had never heard of Topiary Park, much less been there. And going to the main branch of the library a ton, too! Which made it all the more bizarre to learn at some point, at least a decade down the road, that this park was located directly behind it, this entire time. My basic reaction could then be summarized as, “heh? What the hell!? I never knew about this!”

I feel like in the 21st century, there’s been more of a movement to slow down and say, okay, maybe we don’t need to pump up our commercial interests 100% of the time in these cities. It’s alright to appreciate the finer things, you might even wish to donate a few paragraphs in your (online) publications to something that doesn’t really make any money, every once in a while. After all, I think this is how I eventually first learned about Topiary Park.

So okay, for those who aren’t in the know, this is apparently the only park in the world which is 100% based upon a single painting. The artwork in question is Georges Seurat’s A Sunday Afternoon on the Isle of La Grande Jatte. During a recent visit there, I took some photos, and while I’m not sure any of these capture any angles that would make the connection apparent to you, they still look kind of cool anyway.

Among the first mysteries you will discover here, if approaching from the Library Park side, is that this place is apparently technically Topiary Garden, or even The Topiary Garden. Yet almost anything you will ever see refers to it instead as Topiary Park. This slight alteration over time is not unheard of – for example witness the name chiseled in stone at semi-nearby Brewmasters Gate, though listed almost everywhere else as “Brewmaster’s” – but I’m always curious at what point people effectively said, eh, screw that, I’m calling it something slightly different.

It’s possible this sign was never accurate, however, considering there is at least one notable blunder, a major omission near the bottom. Though crediting the entire project to James T. Mason, his wife Elaine was heavily involved too. They worked for the Parks and Recreation department, and when city leaders were scrambling their brains for ways to tie this then-neglected area in with the whole AmeriFlora bit (a 500th anniversary celebration of the imperialist our city was named after), Elaine was the one who came up with the idea.

“She was the first topiarist,” Carlene Palmquist, director of the nonprofit Friends of the Topiary Park, said in a 2017 interview with WOSU, “we like to say the brains behind the garden.”

So Elaine designed the thing, while her husband, the sculptor, set about carving out her designs from the shrubbery. This duo got to work in 1989, and it took some three years to reach completion. Prior to this, Ohio School for the Deaf was located on this site, before moving to its current location at 500 Morse Road. Then, in 1981, a fire destroyed most of the school, after which nearly all that remained was also demolished (basically just one building, that which is now known Cristo Rey High School, survived all this carnage). As part of Jim and Elaine Mason’s master plan, getting to work on this vision for transforming it, they didn’t just install the sculpted plants, either, but also a pond, some hills, and an iron fence around the park. A little later, in 1998, the gatehouse building was added, which includes a gift shop and information desk.

I didn’t follow the instructions on the sign, as far as comparing the scenery vs. the painting, mostly because it was cold and I was kind of in a hurry. But below are some of the better shots I captured on this afternoon. In addition to all the people and a few dogs, there is also exactly one cat and one monkey included among these figures. However, you can’t really spot them in any of the pictures I took – although this just gives you an excellent excuse to explore these grounds on your own.

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Flannagan’s

Flannagan's Dublin

Flannagan’s is a longstanding Dublin institution, situated for decades near the convergence of I-270 and Sawmill Road. Driving past, you pretty much can’t miss the volleyball nets strung atop the oceans of sand outside. Now that they’re fast approaching nearly 30 years of continuous operation – almost unheard of for a club like this in these parts – it’s a fitting time to take a look back at their history, as well as some memorable experiences here.

Opening its doors in March of 1996, Flannagan’s took the reins from former tenant Colorado Rose. On the surface its overarching concept, a live music/dance venue with bar food, perhaps doesn’t sound so amazing. But open faced subs are an additional intriguing option (although if pressed, in keeping with so many other bars, I must admit to never eating here), and they also offer what they are already referring to as “virtual reality games.” In a piece about its opening in the Dispatch, co-owner Allen Farst mentions Alpine Ski Racer as one such offering. More impressive still, believe it or not, this is the FIRST such business in Columbus to feature…an ATM machine. Yes. In 1996.

As is often the case with these event booking sites, their early days present an amusing hodgepodge. Really, the first scheduling of note that I can find is the Cincinnati Reds winter caravan, arriving on January 21, 1998. Even this is a sight shy of star-studded, however, for aside from the manager, hitting coach, and announcers, the roll call otherwise includes the likes of pinch hitting specialist Lenny Harris, reliever Jeff Shaw, slugger Dimitri “Da Meathook” Young, and young semi-phenom Scott Sullivan. Signing autographs, possibly, and mugging with the crowd. A few months later, the bar hosts a party airing the final Seinfeld episode, replete with a lookalike contest. And during this era BucksLine, an OSU football radio program airing on AM station 610 WTVN, broadcasts live from here, which is possibly their greatest score to date.

But it’s only as the calendar turns over to ’99 that we begin to see more of these expected musical acts, often cover bands with huge followings, that most would picture as Flannagan’s true forte: Shuckin’ Bubba, Snow Shoe Crabs. From here, their profile is a steadily rising one, aided in large part by those volleyball pits and accompanying beach vibes generated during the summer months. By December of 2001, they’re even booking platinum UK act Stereophonics. In another Dispatch article, covering this event, other co-owner David Straub says, “I deal with cover bands that are more uptight than these guys.”

Indie darlings Hot Hot Heat even played here once, in 2003, which is incredibly trendy for a venue such as this. Still, though Straub and Farst would have presumably been fine with continued hipsterish bookings in that vein, they know their bread and their Irish butter, which is of course these mostly local, hit playing outfits. The assorted odd engagements will emerge now and then, but these crowd pleasing acts playing timeworn fan favorites continue to dominate the calendar.

II.

We arrive at the bar in a handful of separate vehicles, at slightly different times, but successfully reconvene once inside. Initially, this is feeling like somewhat of a drag, being here, because I wasn’t too sold on this destination to begin with, and this place is packed beyond belief. Everything seems too loud and too hectic. Still, some of us grab a widemouth beer from the skimpily clad girl standing behind this horse trough, and we fight our way through this ridiculous crowd.

Our party of seven (Alan, Damon, myself, Tawnya, Megan, Amber, Melissa) somehow manages to cram into a tiny parcel of land in the middle of the floor, but movement is nearly impossible beyond this. The night will soon proceed in mighty turbulent fasion. For example, Alan’s in one of his rare sarcastic, combative moods (rare for him to project such at Tawnya, anyway), and so he and his woman are arguing mildly throughout, as she’s none too amused by his humor. And our outing has only just begun.

At one point Alan drifts over to the bar, orders a Zima on her behalf. But then upon returning, discovers that he can’t find her – and so hands the drink off to some random stranger who just happens to be standing nearby! Naturally, Tawnya inquires about the status of the Zima, is not exactly pleased upon learning its current whereabouts. Cue another round of squabbling.

Glancing over at Damon and me with a grin, Alan observes, “guess I’m not getting any (whistle sound) (roughly translates as whee-whoo) tonight.”

My night is progressing in a similarly bumpy fashion. In the past, Amber’s presence would have felt like an unmitigated triumph, but now I’m not so sure – not sure I even want her here, much less where she and I stand. There’s been just too many conflicting signals, her saying one thing and doing something completely else. To which my typical reaction is to just back away entirely rather than attempt figuring it out. I’m feeling like I would prefer it were just the two of us out doing something, or else a clubbing entourage such as this without her, but not the combination of these elements. This is what I’m not really in the mood for.

Still, as The Menus take the stage, slightly more than half of our party decides they will brave the elements, and jostle their way up front for a better look. I’m not quite so ambitious tonight, figure I’ll remain alongside Damon and Melissa as we hold onto this meager scrap of land we’ve acquired. Flannagan’s is actually a somewhat small venue to be hosting the types of bands it does, at least during these winter months where not many will wish to take their drinks outside. Therefore with the sound and sight lines just fine from where we stand, we don’t want to press our luck trying to angle for a potentially better spot.

If so inclined, there are always endless ways to make oneself feel like the world’s biggest goober. Or else like a champion – it’s all about mindset. I guess what we should aim for is to view reality as accurately as possible, but barring that, which is difficult to ever prove anyway, if in doubt you should just choose to believe you are crushing it.

Like for example, we’re standing here and Damon gives an enthusiastic hello to some brunette chick he knows, who just happens to drift past. It soon emerges that this is that Maera girl, a friend of his whom I met a couple of years ago (I actually don’t recognize her at first, nor she apparently me.) And subsequently obtained her phone number that night, then attempted asking her out about a week later – no dice. Nothing was apparently happening on that front. While it’s true maybe I gave up too soon, I’ve also never been one to continue beating a dead horse. I took my shot, then moved on.

Whatever the case, this is about as awkward as it gets. And therefore it’s all too easy to stand here and feel like a major dork. If one will let oneself, which I initially do. But then after she walked away, I started to think, hold up a second. She’s a really nice looking woman that I hit it off with, for one night anyway, and at least I asked her out. Who cares if it didn’t transpire – well, I do care, but the point is still made. It was I think Tommy Lasorda who said that the second best thing to winning the World Series…is losing the World Series.

And it’s not only that, but I’ve got Amber here elsewhere in the building. Following a blazing hot start, it’s been rockier, more of a zigzag pattern, yet we are still hanging in here somehow. The key issues are that she can’t seem to make up her mind about what she really wants in life, and meanwhile I have some sort of clinical inability to actually chase after someone. So we run hot and cold, though it’s certainly nothing I should beat myself up about. And should this fail…well, Melissa is “joking” around about resuming activities from last summer. Like for example she’s talking about trying to sneak me into her room at the sorority house. But then Melissa also asks what’s going on with Amber and me, I make a wisecrack about having exceeded my typical two week stint with someone. In actuality I have no idea, though.

So we’re hanging out by the soundboard, in the middle of the room, alongside some sturdy railing. Watching the entire set in this manner, after countless beers, riding a wave on this suddenly sunnier outlook. At some point I feel someone elbowing me in the ribs, and it’s Amber, smiling at me as she and I finally have a spare moment to talk. We discuss going out on a nice actual date for once, instead of just clubbing and kicking it around the house like we have been, and maybe even catching a Blue Jackets game next week.

Meanwhile there’s Megan, who has worn this wholesome pink dress tonight, and remains up front with the others. Tim, the lead singer from The Menus, references it from the stage, pointing her out, and dubbing her prom queen. Then makes up for it by whipping out an 8 track tape of the Grease soundtrack, and giving it to her as some sort of corny consolation prize. Much closer to us, on the other hand, we have Damon, who’s been on somewhat of a hot streak lately with the outrageous antics. For unknown reasons decides to lift a cymbal from the wall and stuff it inside his coat.

I’m apparently the only other person aware that he’s done this. Thus even our own crew is giving us weird, puzzled looks when we launch into this outlandish comedic scene – me pummeling the crap out of his stomach, rapid fire, with both fists, while he just stands there and laughs. “Man! Have you been working out? These abs are rock solid!” I crow. To this he simply smiles and shrugs, as if with false modesty.

From here, it’s only natural that I begin explaining to everyone else how Damon almost got us kicked out of the Kid Rock concert. With visual reenactments. Then the next thing you know, The Menus have stopped playing for the night, and Flannagan’s begins to thin out somewhat. The band drifts by in their travels, and we’re talking with Tim for a minute. Some of us saw them play last summer up at Put-In-Bay, and discuss this with him momentarily. We’re also issuing playful taunts about the guitarist’s borderline mullet haircut, though this soon morphs into us guys making pacts (never enforced) that we will actually grow mullets ourselves.

“Think the military will be okay with that?” Alan ponders.

“Oh yeah, sure,” I tell him.

III.

The above visit transpired in 2001. Although other trips will follow, those eventually dried up, and a good twenty years will probably pass until my most recent voyage here. It’s a Friday afternoon and the place is not yet crowded, though swiftly filling up. Outside, at the edge of the fence surrounding this property, a woman working the door asked me if I was entering the line dance competition, and appears to be collecting money for such. When I informed her that no, I only came here for a beer, she said that was fine and waved me on in. Considering that there’s a huge metal building where most of the parking lot once stood, I parked behind Safelite, and ask her if this is okay. There’s no signage up advising otherwise, but it never hurts to be sure. She says they are a relatively new tenant, and she gets the feeling they’re not crazy about the overflow parking, but haven’t formally complained thus far. And with this, I’m feeling confident enough to continue.

Though the essential layout inside has not changed, about half of the interior decor has. That horse trough looking corrugated metal lining the bottom of the bar is the same, and so is some of this neon lighting, as well as the stage. These hardwood floors look new to me, though, and I’m also certain that some or all of those rolling garage doors lining the south wall must have come along in more recent years – if only because, if memory serves, it’s from this wall that Damon stole that cymbal. As for the item in question, though I was hoping this artifact might survive from that bygone era, he regretfully informs me, “I think we used it ’til it broke.” So much for that.

I order a draft IPA and chill out against one of those garage doors, near the side entrance, surveying the scene. The line dancing contest has not begun proper, though this does not prevent stray patrons from practicing their moves in isolation, here and there, or as a small cluster. One particularly eye opening lass, a tall brunette, parades around in black tank top, tight jean shorts, and black cowgirl boots, hair in a ponytail, and I am indeed quite impressed by her moves.

There’s no evidence of this outside any longer, but there was a short lived swimming pool on site here. The only clues you have are where the building has been painted a nautical blue, and the name Elly Bay is festooned prominently upon its backside. In the picture below, you can see the lighter colored concrete in the middle, where this pool enjoyed its relatively brief existence. Someone also recently mentioned to me that Elly Bay is a place in Ireland, which makes sense as a similar “locale” of the Flannagan’s compound. As for that metal building, this is known as the Fieldhouse, which houses still more volleyball action, during those brutal winter months and beyond. All in all, I would say they’ve done a slick job here of updating and modernizing slightly to fit these modern times, while still managing to remain essentially the same.

2001 Events Calendar:

January 21: Cincinnati Reds Winter Caravan ’01

January 26: The Menus

February 3: Jonesi. I was at this show but couldn’t really tell you much about it.

October 11: Clark and Tim (of Hat Trick)

October 12: Conspiracy

October 13: The Reaganomics

October 25: Hat Trick

October 26: The Menus

October 27: The Websters

December 14: Stereophonics.

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Columbus Local Podcast

Dolphin Lounge

One of the more enjoyable aspects of working on this site is that I often have no idea what’s going to happen next. You may have perchance noticed that things are a wee bit chaotic around these parts – and that’s totally by design! Or should we say, this is the design you end up with when chasing down whatever random interests happen to appear on your radar. I try to stay as organized as possible, and have a decent idea of things that “need” to be written about…but when that might happen is anyone’s guess. And part of the reason for this is these amazing detours that seemingly pop up out of nowhere. Which soon become the latest road I turn down, to see where they might lead. And the freshest of these at the moment, for me, is this Columbus Local Podcast.

It’s true on occasion that I might be inordinately taken aback by coincidences. Even when knowing they are theoretically just coincidences, it’s hard to ignore them, and not find yourself caught up in their charming sweep. As a result, I commonly consider these a signpost of what I should focus on next. This is how it is for me and the Columbus Local podcast (subtitled Giants Among Us, a sentiment I would wholeheartedly endorse), a show which is up to 55 episodes as of this writing. It was seriously not even a week ago that I happened to stumble upon it, thanks to one newer broadcast featuring The Godz. And emailed the link to a couple friends who were fans of that band, who I knew would dig it as well. Then, just a handful of days later, though I’m convinced there’s no possible way she could have known about this, one of the musicians on an older episode reached out to me, to ask if I’d heard of this podcast and if I could possibly review her episode on here.

I’m not embarrassed to admit that this almost never happens. Though happy with the response my project has gottten thus far, and thankful for its fans, believing that it has an okay sized following, et cetera, I feel like almost always, people are just kind of hanging back and seeing what I might come up with next. There have been very few occasions where someone has suggested a piece, and virtually nobody reaching out ever to specifically request a review.

So with this in mind, it’s understandable that the happenstances of this past week really jump out at me. I think of this as a huge flashing sign that this should become my newest obsession. Which helps in that I find it genuinely fascinating anyway – it’s a show dedicated exclusively to the local music scene, and how could you possibly go wrong there? Especially with its focus upon the history of Columbus music, just as much as the present. And am further blown away by the additional connections that emerge everywhere, as far as bars I’ve frequented, too, and bands seen, some of which I’ve maybe even forgotten about.

Len Damico is the mastermind behind this project and interviews everyone. He plays in a band called Days Gone By himself, but is first and foremost just an intense music nut, which is what inspired his brilliant undertaking here. Without furher ado, then, here’s my thoughts on some of the episodes I’ve listened to:

Episode 1: Larz Raymond

Larz is a drummer of some reknown who has been around the Cbus music scene since the mid 80s or so. He seems like a funny guy with many, many stories to tell, only scratching the surface during this initial episode (he and host Len Damico tentatively agree that there will be more). Raymond is currently playing in a couple different cover bands around town, Toast and the awesomely named Third Degree Sideburn. He also gives lessons, and regarding his history, mentions having played for Desperately Seeking Fusion.

Something about this reference clicks, and I’m now wondering if I haven’t met this guy. One day in the early 2000s a few of us were in Pro Percussion, and one of the employees was showing us some stuff. He also mentions playing with DSF. And was as I recall a wisecracking guy who says something about having a wife and kids. So if ever bumping into Mr. Raymond (or if anyone reading this happens to know), it would be fascinating to make that connection and confirm he did indeed work at Pro Percussion during that time frame.

Among the other local references: Park Street Tavern, Ohio State University

Episode 2: Matt Cistone

This fellow meanwhile, who goes by the nickname “Mr. Matt” (and even has personalized license plates declaring such), is a bass player. He too specializes in cover bands, but has also written and recorded originals and recommends that every musician should do a little of both. Is currently in at least 3 different outfits around town, possibly more, and namechecks the old music equipment chain Coyle Music.

Episode 3: Beth Nuzum Cronewerth

An episode which gets off to a comical start as host Len struggles to describe his romantic partner: this episode’s guest, leader of the band Megabeth. This is the third straight episode that has mentioned OSU, so I’m guessing the university’s specter will loom large over this podcast. She too is involved in countless other projects, another common thread and recurring theme. One of which, apart from her bread n’ butter Megabeth, is a Steely Dan cover band that I’m dying to check out. She also gets bonus points for once considering The Dunning Kruger Effect as a band name.

Overall I’m kind of digging the slant Damico has taken on here with interviewing slightly older musicians. Primarily because they’ve got the stories and the history to fill in many gaps for me, pertaining to my own project here, which are often difficult if not impossible to track down anywhere else. But also I find their attitudes refreshing, in that they’re generally happy with where they’re at now, and glad to just be playing music, in any guise. Whereas with the youngest crowd, as I’ve noted elsewhere, there’s this strange wariness found in the Columbus music scene, as though they’re frequently highly suspicious of anyone who shows interest in their music. Alongside the standard general snarkiness and competitiveness you’re more likely to entertain at that age.

Other local references: Mozart’s Cafe.

Episode 4: Merv Roland

Though now living up around Lake Erie, Merv here hails from Bexley and spent many a year playing out live in Columbus. And indeed, even continues to journey down on occasion to continue doing so. On what is the first phone interview conducted for this series, Roland relates some adventures stemming from his decades on the scene, including one where a member of Brownsville Station stole a piece of his gear. He also offers some key pieces of local history I haven’t heard before, like how when he came up, there was the campus music circuit, and there was the Alrosa Villa circuit, and never the twain should meet. Except somehow, despite being an OSU-area band up to this point, his band caught on opening for another act at the Alrosa, and this helped break down that distinction moving forward.

Among his bands were Bad Haircut, Lost Dog, Rock House, and The Point. Some random local mentions that haven’t cropped up elsewhere (at least thus far in my listening) include Apollo’s and Bill Foley’s shop down in German Village. And of course the expected references to campus, Bernie’s, The Godz, et cetera.

Episode 5: Jon Coleman

His episode begins with a snippet of his own band playing a recent Comfest. This singer and drummer is mostly a frontman now, I gather, and just like everyone else featured on here, has an extensive history and family tree around the Cbus scene. He seems like a good guy and is taking his lumps well, like for example the Multiple Sclerosis diagnosis which could have derailed him, many years ago, though he keeps his spirits up and continues charging ahead as though unfazed. In fact, Coleman relates that his neurologist credits him playing the drums throughout, to explain why his body is in much better shape than expected at this stage in the game.

Coleman has been playing out around town since the 1970s. He was too was in Desperately Seeking Fusion at one point! Other local references include Stache’s and Little Brother’s. Unfortunately his episode does cut out due to a technical glitch, so the ending is apparently permanently lost.

Episode 6: Rob Johnson

This one opens with an amusing bit called Guitarchitecture, which is a piece of a Rob Johnson solo cut. From here what follows is one of the more entertaining interviews I’ve stumbled upon thus far. Currently playing in (the Ohio band named) Clubber Lang, but is another of these guys who briefly brushed shoulders with some famous musicians in the past. Says he purchased his first guitar at Uncle Sam’s Pawn Shop, then briefly went to Lang Music for lessons before moving on to Sonny’s Guitar Shop at the Great Southern shopping center.

I like his attitude and that he says it’s all about serving the song, not trying to impress people with your chops. Even so, he clearly knows his way around his instrument of choice, the guitar. As far as local record stores go, he throws out references to Singing Dog, Magnolia Thunderpussy, and Used Kids. Used to play in Saddleback Shark and Magnitude 9.

Episode 7: David Cothern

I had some trouble getting into this one and had to listen to it twice to really pick up much from it. He seems like a good guy and everything but the episode was somewhat reminiscent to me of how you’ll occasionally encounter a rambling coworker in the breakroom at your job (or for that matter at some live show in a bar) and have difficulty following along with their tales. I think this is because he’s more bopping around and relating disconnected anecdotes, but you don’t get much of a narrative sense from it, of how he got from point A to point B. Then again maybe even he listens to it himself and thinks, eh, this probably wasn’t my best interview. I might know a little myself about feeling as though I botched a podcast interview – plus let’s just say have reason to suspect people struggle following my tales in person, too. So glass houses/stones/etc. And anyway host Damico says he likes the way Cothern is randomly bouncing around, which is surely all that matters.

As far as specifics, Cothern here says he grew up around Morse Road, in the area between Maize and Northland Mall. Once again another of these guys who cut his teeth on the Alrosa scene, so this is another puzzle piece for me, in my endless quest to connect the dots around this town. There’s a Mark Chatfield reference which takes place at the Alrosa Villa, while Cothern was playing bass for Petty Theft. His other local musical credits include Dirty Side Down and Shock II (I think this is how they stylized their name.) Although from here, he left Columbus, and wound up playing with rock star royalty such as Paul Stanley and Rob Halford. So clearly he knows what he’s doing, whereas I’m just some dude posting meaningless reviews in a vacuum.

He also gets off at least one timeless quote, here: “if rock n’ roll on its own isn’t gonna help you, just add some pyro.” This sounds like something my buddy Paul Linville might say, actually, which makes me think I probably would hit it off with Cothern if ever actually meeting him.

Episode 8: Paul Weiss

Paul is a relative newcomer to Columbus and doesn’t have a ton of backstory here – at least not years-wise. However he is currently house pianist at Mozart’s Bakery and Event Space (their listed name online – Weiss himself though refers to it as Mozart’s Piano Cafe) in Clintonville. And also apparently has about a half dozen different specialized cover bands going at the moment, too. The Liquor Talking is his main gig in this vein, and they play a somewhat wider range of classic rock tunes, heavy on the Elton and the Billy Joel. But he’s also in The Rolling Rock Show, which sticks exclusively to the Stones, and has also made forays into Steely Dan and Fleetwood Mac tribute acts, among others.

He says he got the Mozart gig because it was on his way home anyway, and he stopped in there to audition. Among the Columbus references are Arnett Howard, Dave Powers, Eldorado’s, Abell Audio (now defunct), Gatsby’s, Donna Mogavero, and Myke Rock. Overall, Weiss is an amusing interviewee, seems like maybe a bit of a goofball. I like that this podcast gives significant airtime to cover musicians, too, because they get short shrift overall in Columbus media. Which has pretty much always been the case, as far as I can tell. I mean, I get it, I too like original bands better in general, and find them more interesting. But these guys reinterpreting rock/blues/jazz/whatever numbers have plenty fascinating careers of their own – and I would say they are probably better musicians on average, because they have to know this material and need the chops to play it, as opposed to just making up their own compositions.

Episode 9: Imber Solis

This was an entertaining and highly informative episode, too. In this one, band leader Imber is joined by her co-writer/keyboardist as well as one of her lifelong best friends. I feel like Solis reveals more about her headspace and process than the other guests I’ve listened to thus far, when it comes to songwriting and performing. Also that I can relate to much of what she and her bandmate are saying at times, such as this seeming inability to stop working on projects. She was actually once the vocalist for The Liquor Talking, back when Paul Weiss first joined that group.

My only wish regarding this podcast is that there were more actual snippets of the music in question interspersed here and there. That’s true of all the episodes, by the way, not just this one. But I know that depending on the platform and the use case, there are often roadblocks to using music in your podcasts. Which seems ridiculous but happens to be true. So maybe that’s why Damico hasn’t included much (at least not that I’ve heard thus far). Or maybe he wanted to focus exclusively on the interviews. Either way, it’s a minor quibble and I’m still majorly enjoying this project.

Noteworthy local references: Natalie’s, Comfest

Episode 10: Brian Weibel

This character seems more closely associated with some suburbs (like Reynoldsburg) or even the entire state than just Columbus per se. Even so, he peppers his interview with a slew of local references. And while not saying much that I would characterize as hilarious, maybe, it’s been one of the better episodes thus far – and a good example of why I tend to favor the narrative approach more than the scattered shotgun anecdote style. I feel like he’s just getting warmed up and then his time is abruptly over, having nowhere near covered everything and with many gaps you’re already aware of remaining. It also helps that he has a smooth voice well suited to this medium, one that makes me think he probably does well as a rock n’ roll frontman.

As one of the younger subjects thus far, i.e. only in his mid to late 40s, he mentions cutting his teeth playing guitar for some nu-metal type bands in the late 90s and early 00s. Before moving onto the likes of And Five Makes Twenty or else Kings Of The Drink (featuring Len Damico as well), with numerous pit stops in between. Often or even more commonly as vocalist than he is on guitar.

Notable Columbus references: Andy Shaw Band, Spikedrivers, Skully’s, Little Brother’s, Martini Affair.

Episode 11: Chance Danison

Chance is a country artist and seems to be an old friend of Damico’s. Amusingly enough, the beginning of the episode appears to be chopped off, but is left as-is. Len says he does not edit these interviews whatsover, which I admire and find to be a major component of its homespun charm. Danison is an engaging interviewee, with a lot to say about the current sad state of mainstream country music. And I dug it quite a bit on that level. But he’s not actually based out of Columbus and the local references are not exactly abundant. He does mention being friends with the guys in the 3C Highway band, who are based out of Cbus, or close enough to it anyway.

Special Guest: Tommy Mitchell

This isn’t a local musician, but one of Len’s old friends from another city entirely. It’s a short episode where they talk about various famous bands they’ve seen. So the only C-bus mention I really caught at all is when Len says a recent Eagles show here might be the best show he’s ever personally witnessed.

Episode 13: Frank Harrison, Jr.

If this isn’t basically an ideal installment, then I don’t know what is. It checks all the boxes. He’s a great guest, flies through a condensed narrative at breakneck speed, drops a ton of names and dispenses some fascinating, often forgotten slices of local history. On top of that, has a great attitude, like many on here – and has in common with them that he is also a top notch musician.

This party actually kicks off however with Damico relating a personal anecdote, which is that seeing Harrison play at the Short North Tavern, one night in the early 2000s, is what inspired him to go out and pick up a guitar himself, begin to learn how to play. This is basically the kind of tale that I live for, a good example of why this blog exists, to help connect these dots in this manner. I just find such anecdotes endlessly fascinating.

As far as the particulars of Harrison’s story, whew, holy smokes, there’s a lot to unpack here. One completely unique angle, as far as I’m aware, is that Frank here was actually living in Florida, then moved to L.A. to try and make it, discovered this wasn’t his cup of tea…and only then wound up moving to Columbus, at the behest of a friend, because he thought this sounded like more his kind of scene. So it’s basically a complete inverse of the most common narrative of that era.

Phil Stokes is the friend in question, and Harrison winds up joining him in a band called Shakedown. After this the Cbus references arrive with a furious flurry. Villa East, Sugar Shack (a beloved bar on High Street – not this fucked up diner that later coopted the name), Mr. Brown’s, Vets Memorial, the Agora (later Newport Music Hall), Starz, and Cafe Rock N’ Roll are some of the venues mentioned. As far as bands go, he’s in Shakedown, then Lizzie Borden, before forming Frank Harrison & The Straits (not sure how he spelled that last part, actually.) Their first gig as at Alrosa Villa, opening for Foghat.

There are a couple amusing tales involving Cub Koda (from the band Brownsville Station, best known for Smokin’ in the Boys Room – although that’s also him playing harmonica on Blackfoot’s Train Train) who would eventually jam with Harrison, on at least one occasion, after secretly slipping in to watch one of his shows. Most fascinating of all, perhaps, though, is the time Harrison caught Frank Zappa playing at Vets, met him backstage…and then was somehow able to convince this all-time legend that he really should come out and watch Harrison’s band play, later that same night.

Harrison’s wife apparently escorted Zappa and his entourage (which included guitarist Adrian Belew) up to Oldfield’s on 4th, for a bite to eat, after which they all walked up to Sugar Shack and took in Harrison’s set. He relates that one of the most surreal moments of his career is watching Zappa out there on the floor dancing while the band is playing. It feels mighty otherworldly just listening to this tale, in fact, from the comfort of my home, many years removed.

He estimates that this probably occurred in 1978. It’s another rabbit hole that I will surely pursue at some point, trying to line up all those points and figure out exactly what night it was. After this, in the early 90s, he later forms a new band called Frank Harrison Group. Among other highlights, they begin staging an annual Stevie Ray Vaughan tribute night, at various venues around town. The last of these occurred at Whiskey Dick’s.

Other local mentions of note: Mark Chatfield, The Godz.

Special Guest: Jack Herr

Every so often, Damico has somebody on the show who isn’t currently based in Columbus and/or is not a musician. Both apply to Jack Herr, who is an old friend of Len’s and just happens to be a major music buff. The two of them went to school together in the Westerville South district and have been good pals ever since. Ranking his top shows, Herr mentions seeing Nick Cave at Stache’s, and a Replacements performance at Mr. Brown’s where the roadies played the encore, a good 45 minutes of it with no P.A. as the owner had pulled the plug. It’s a cool episode for your inner music buff, with plenty of famous musicians mentioned and a handful of local venues/acts.

Other Cbus mentions of note: McGuffy Lane, Vets Memorial, St. John Arena, The Matchmatics (local band with matching outfits?), Ronald Cole, and on old music store on Morse Road called Peaches.

Episode 14: Shawn Pruden

Well, this has to be one of the more hilarious chapters, and if not then it certainly boasts the most LPMs (laughs per minute.) This may have something to do with the tequila cocktails Pruden, Damico, and Shawn’s wife Julie are sipping while they chat.

But the tales are often truly hysterical. I’ll leave it to the listener to absorb these, as many occur outside Columbus and are beyond the scope of this site. But the local references remaining are aplenty, to be sure, arriving with a fury. I often feel like I need to do a better job connecting the dots on here – both for myself and the readers – and try to organize this random barrage of material a little better. However, an episode like this demonstrates why there are infinite points to connect, and pushing this boulder up the mountainside will never be fully complete.

Anyway, Pruden is currently the bass player in Hott Lucy, who are a cover band that recently began branching out into originals. He has been playing with guitarist Matt Bradley for eons. Got his start roadying for a band called Cold Strike and was hooked for life on the rock n’ roll dream thereafter. One of his first bands was called Four Guys and they played places like Jay’s Sports Lounge. And oh yeah, in his younger years, Pruden used to work at Just Sweats! No way! So there’s a comical segment here where among other things he’s comparing his hair at the time to that of the disgraced John Hawkins. Merv Roland, who was in an earlier episode, is the one who saw his band play and named them Hott Lucy.

Other Cbus mentions of note: Flint Station, Chris Wood/Ace Of Cups, Shuckin’ Bubba Deluxe, Godz, Starz Bar, Gatsby’s, Dan Orr.

Episode 15: Larz Raymond (Redux)

For his return visit, drummer Raymond is instructed to focus exclusively on stories from his stint out in Los Angeles. During this time, he rubs elbows with many famous people, and the tales are fantastic. But not much relating to Columbus during this one. He does mention working at Coyle Music after returning to town. And having attended Capital University during his formative years. At the very end, Damico throws in a reference to Raymond currently teaching at Music Royale, if anyone wants lessons. And that he’s playing out still with the band Toast.

Other Cbus mentions of note: Park Street Tavern, Alrosa Villa

Special Guest: Dennis Kelley II

Another highly amusing slice of the podcast here. This one is actually unique for a few different reasons. First off, though he spent many a year entertaining himself and others singing at karaoke, Kelley considers himself more a music fan than a musician. So the tales he’s relating here are much different as a result. And one aspect to them that I really like is he’s diving in deep with a couple of the tales, and not so much bouncing around all over the place. For example getting in depth talking about the clientele and the bartender at this one place, Jitterbug Cafe, which is exactly the sort of material I’m into, and wished we had a lot more of – although not quite the angle Damico might wish to take all the time with this podcast, obviously. It would be awesome for a different project, though.

And then at the end, he and Damico break out a live cover of George Michael’s Waiting For That Day to close out the episode! With Len on acoustic and Dennis singing, which is also a fresh wrinkle to this enterprise. So that’s really cool, and Kelley absolves himself well on the vocals front. Regarding the whole karaoke thing, though the argument is often advanced (and I’ve said as much on this site, actually) that it helped in part to “kill” live music, I’m not sure that is the case anymore. If you were out on the nightlife scene in the late 90s and early 2000s, at the absolute height of karaoke’s popularity, I feel like this was irrefutable – yes, bars were clearly booking far less bands than they used to. Since that time, however, one trend has kind of waned in popularity while the other has made a bit of a resurgence. Now I believe they more accurately just peacefully coexist and probably don’t have much impact on one another.

Kelley himself actually hasn’t sang out anywhere in years, before this episode. It’s extremely fascinating for him to mention Otani as being one of his former haunts, however, that he was often singing there. Because though I didn’t brave the karaoke waters often myself, the last time I ever did so, as far as I can recall, it was at…Otani. So now I’m wondering if he happened to be there that night and how on earth you’d ever go about determining such a thing.

In a side note, Damico comes up with one of the top laugh-out-loud moments I’ve yet encountered, where they’re discussing how they like their martinis, and Les describes his as basically being a “liquid salad.”

Other Cbus mentions of note (forgive the misspellings on things I couldn’t look up): Jimmy King and his band Kings of the Drink – which used to feature Damico on guitar. Columbus Gentleman’s Suits Society. Sidebar. Donerick’s Pub on Broad. The Martini Affair. Columbus Blue Jackets and some parody song Kelley wrote about them back in the day. 94th Aero Squadron. Some Arnell Damasco guy who apparently ran that Otani karaoke. Bands such as My Kid Sister, Headbanger’s Hangover, Stadium 11. Also the Brewery District.

Episode 16: John Widner

I like this guy’s laidback, humble attitude, which Len himself alludes to at one point. Currently he’s guitarist for Toast and Dirty Red Sunshine, though his pedigree includes a lengthy stint with noteworthy local group The Bellows in the 1980s and early 90s. In his formative years, he took lessons from Brad Taylor of The Godz. Then was hired while still in high school to play for The Bellows, based on a boombox tape he recorded in his basement. They played first Fridays at High Beck Tavern for 5+ years, among other highlights. Won the “Rock Wars” at East Dallas in 1986.

He bought his beloved blue guitar at Cowtown Guitars, from Mark Chatfield personally. The Bellows opened for The Godz on at least one occasion, at Valley Dale Ballroom. His dad led the Jack Widner Trio, which was a popular local jazz band in the 1960s. In recent years, John has been encouraged to sing more in addition to his duties as guitarist.

Other local mentions of note: Chelsie’s, South Heidleberg, Ruby Tuesday, Willie Phoenix, Stauffer’s University Inn, Bistro Lounge, The Continent.

Episode 17: Myke Rock

I’ve heard the name countless times, of course, but never really knew much about the guy until now. A truly fascinating installment intersecting with basically the past 50 years of Columbus music history, plus some stories about other locales. Like he’s already the 3rd musician I’ve listened to on here who went to L.A. in the 1980s to try and hit the jackpot. And so rubbing elbows with various famous peeps here, there, and elsewhere. You get the feeling this guy truly lives and breathes music. Easily the most name-droppingest episode I’ve taken in so far, too, in case you’re wondering whose paths he might have crossed here in Cbus.

Local mentions of note: Rome Records (former recording studio), Screaming Urge (former band), Ray Fuller, Willie Phoenix.

Episode 18: Shaun Booker

This Columbus Blues Hall Of Fame member has been performing basically her whole life, beginning in church at the tender age of 3. She says the blues got a hold of her at that early age, and you have to believe this is true: she is one of just three women inducted into this hallowed circle. At any rate, much like Myke Rock in the previous transmission, you can just tell music is absolutely essential to her being. I’m not the hugest blues fan, but consider her one of the more entertaining interviewees I’ve heard on here, and it made me want to catch her playing live somewhere. Which I did soon afterwards. And I also have this hunch that, if we were to meet, as often turns out to be the case, I might totally hit it off and have a ton in common with someone from a completely different background. Though originally from the Youngstown area, she’s been in Columbus for quite some time, long enough to have played at places like Bernie’s. Kindly click on my Shaun Booker Dammit Band profile to learn a bit more.

Other local mentions: Natalie’s, Gatsby’s

Episode 19: Anne Wilson

We don’t get a ton of backstory with this one, but then the variety in approaches with the various interviewees is kind of nice. She’s been the vocalist for a local band called Six Foot Blonde since about the mid aughts, and has some amusing anecdotes to dispense, like the time Fred Ricart (actually I think this might have been multiple occasions) got up to play guitar with the band during a corporate party. What’s interesting about this episode though is that it’s more of a rumination on life in general, what you might even call philosophical in spots, than so much about her music career specifically.

Len is also a little more chatty than average, as it becomes more of a conversation than interview per se. And in so doing, it makes me realize that this is a great skill he has, as an interviewer overall, and why this podcast works so well: approach these sessions as conversations first. I’ve thus far steered clear of ever attempting to “interview” anyone for this site, mostly because that just seems like a dreadful and awkward experience. If I actually know the person, it wouldn’t be a problem, as that would essentially be a conversation anyway. Actual strangers, though? Not so much. But it’s surely necessary at some point, and I think his example points the way forward. Instead of posing your nerdy little bullet points of questions, and sitting back while the guests ramble at length, turn it into more of a chat. Even when you don’t necessarily know the person extremely well.

As far as other specifics go, Anne does mention getting her start playing at Grandview Cafe, and that she’s collaborated with local musician Rob Armstrong for eons. And playing Hineygate! Yes!

Episode 20: Aaron Buckley

Man, this dude is mighty entertaining. It would be riot to kick back for untold hours and listen to him tell his war stories, or for that matter even just read a repair manual or something. He’s a country performer currently associated with a band called Buckshot and also The Buckley Shot Band. Still, there’s not a whole lot of Columbus-based material here to hang your Stetson upon. He did grow up on the west side and attened Pleasant View Middle School as well as Westland and Franklin Heights for high school. While still a teen, he joined forces with some Larry Wilson guy and joined his gospel group – which were nonetheless named God’s Country Band.

At some point Buckley wound up moving to Nashville, and much of this episode covers that era. Upon his return to this region, I feel like he’s mostly playing on the outskirts if not fully outside of town. Although Damico does mention catching him for the first time at a place called The Red Brick, which is in the German Village area. I’m also endlessly amused by the fascinating little blips, these side notes that don’t pertain a whole lot to the matter at hand, yet tell you something you never knew before – like when Len mentions that where the Anheuser-Busch factory now sits, that used to be a buffalo field.

Episode 21: Chris Cochenour

Drummer for local group The F-Bomb, who are a terrific, hard rockin’ outfit that any fan of such needs to see live. Mike (bass) and Chris have been playing together in various groups since ’89 or ’90, Cochenour estimates. They did one album before he joined the group, but as of this podcast have another batch of originals they hope to release soon.

As far as his pedigree, Chris mentions being in a band called Dirty Annie back in the day, who had their cassette tape played on the Columbus Z-Rock station. Bob Damnit was in Dirty Annie with him, and later the two of them also joined forces in The Damnits for quite some time. The Damnits are actually an ongoing band these days, though Bob has unfortunately passed away and they have a different drummer, too.

Other Cbus references of note: The Pub in Gahanna, Shock II, Alrosa, Newport, Terry Davidson & The Gears, King Of Clubs, some bar called Shakers.

Episode 22: Bart Jenkins

This reknowned upright bass player used to work at, and actually purchased his instrument of choice, at the Sam Ash store on Morse. So in addition to him, I know the guitarist from Tina Holly’s band, and Arty from various bands/venues familiar to the campus and Short North scene, were also Sam Ash employees. And can’t help but wonder if any of these eras overlapped. I’m already trying to wrap my head around some strategy for an interactive family tree or web of connections for musicians and all their musical projects – coming up with something similar for rock venues or even shops like this would be awesome, too.

To cite another example, he says his parents bought him an amp and a bass on his 15th birthday…from the old String Shoppe on campus! There’s another music adjacent beehive of activity where it would be fascinating to list the employees. Anyway, that was his first bass, and he’s been attached to the instrument ever since.

Bart plays for the awesomely named Third Degree Sideburn. He estimates that they formed in 2002 or thereabouts, and he’s been with them ever since. Among the highlights were opening for the Stray Cats’ Lee Rocker at Skully’s one time. John Petric apparently reviewed this show and was none too impressed by TDS. In 2013 he also joined The Digs, a group for which he and sax layer Fred are the only original members remaining, as the others have all been revolving doors. In that outfit, Fred Sharp (also from Bastard Sons Of Neptune and Stolen Fire) plays guitar. And going way back, Jenkins said he was in local band called Clubber Lang – which is different from the current Clubber Lang lads. But jokes they should get together for a split bill sometime.

Other Cbus references: Eldorado’s, Local Roots in Powell, Forty Deuce, Imber Solis, Natalie’s. His first ever show he played was at a place – I think he says – called Dal’s on High.

Jason Endicott (live from Columbus Oktoberfest 2023)

This is an interesting though very short “on the fly” episode in that Damico apparently just met Endicott moments earlier, and decides to roll tape while at this festival. Endicott is the new drummer for Cowtown Inc. – he just joined the band this week! With a running time of just 6 minutes, there’s not a ton to sink your teeth into here. Jason does offer one cool piece of advice, however, when he advises local musicians to “stay focused, stay friendly.” Which is a lesson for pretty much everyone, I supposed. One other interesting side note is that you can hear some other band doing a soundcheck (at least I hope that’s a soundcheck) in the background – it would be cool to figure out who this is somehow.

Episode 23: Cliff Marsh

Local saxophone player who, incredibly enough, just got into playing out live back around 2015 or so. He’s in 270 Famous, Rockhouse Columbus, and Kismet Notes. But has jammed with an eye-popping number of musicians since then, as if to make up for lost time. As such this easily eclipes the Myke Rock installment for name dropping, an absolute flurry of the references that I can’t even keep up with in certain stretches.

Though a bit digressive at times, Marsh seems like an interesting guy, and it would be cool to meet him. I was kind of wondering when the first A.C. Collins reference would show up on this project, and it makes sense that it finally happens here. Cliff arrived here around ’89, from parts elsewhere, and was attending OSU, at one point managing some unnamed restaurant. He says A.C. was one of his first key inspirations. He also mentions Sean Wallace (teaches at OSU) as well as Michael Cox (teaches at Capital University.)

Rockhouse Columbus played last on Saturday night at the ’23 Oktoberfest. Marsh was a regular member of 6 Foot Blonde, Has Beens, The Digs, Blue Spectrum in the past. Among the other interesting references are Lazy Chameleon and Dolphin Lounge. Damico also drops the wild factoid, which I wasn’t aware of, that former Hoodoo Soul Band guitarist Kevin Oliver is now playing with Parliament-Funkadelic these days – or whatever George Clinton currently calls that band.

Episode 24: Ross Davis

I like that Len’s interviewing a somewhat different character this time, in that Davis here is a soundman. So we get a unique perspective on the scene, an angle not yet covered by this podcast. And while I get that not everyone’s going to be interested in this nerdier aspect of the rock n’ roll lifestyle, he doesn’t get too bogged down, for the most part, discussing gear or scientific aspects of recording or what have you. So I personally found this an enjoyable chapter.

However, having said that, I wish there were more specifics given in this episode. Surely with enough detective work I could track down particulars myself, but like Ross mentions owning a recording studio here in town for many years, and unless I missed it, though this eats up a huge portion of the broadcast, nobody gives a name or even definitive location for the studio, and almost no musicians are mentioned as far as who actually recorded here – the only one I caught came from Damico himself, when he relates hanging out there one day when Matt Bradley breezed in for a session.

But anyway…Davis came here in ’98 to do some work for his brother’s band, moved to Cbus permanently himself in ’07. Owned that studio for awhile, but lost it, and is now doing sound for live shows at various venues in the region. Most of the specific Columbus references are tossed out by Len, relatively late in the episode: QFM, Jackass Genius, Red Light Go, Days Gone By, Lovesick Radio, Flint Station, Grandma’s Cookie Jar are some of the names dropped.

Episode 25: Rev. C. Barton Love

This was a gripping episode on many levels. The Reverend here is currently in Devil’s Payroll, which were formerly known as Skillet Lickers. He describes their sound as “garage grass” and “Stonesy Ramonesy George Jonesy.” But he’s a veteran of the scene and therefore dispenses some fascinating tales stretching way back to his early days.

He first started getting involved because his neighbor was in a band called I’m With Stupid. Then was in his own groups G Spot Tornado (a Frank Zappa reference), Broken Circle Gospel Deluxe, and Bubba Hotep (he knows the guy who wrote that, and got permission to use the name before it was made into a movie.) And so he’s playing at or if not then just mingling at all the expected hotspots of that time: Stache’s (says he attended the infamous Nirvana show there,) The Dell, Crazy Mama’s (he mentions doorman Charlie Wonder), Chelsea’s, later Little Brother’s.

He and Len have known each other forever, though, so there’s much discussion about former Westerville haunts as well. Damico says he bought this one special guitar at the Guitar Center on Morse Road specifically to give to Love as a gift, quite a while ago. And then also, on a somber note, Love details the day he was shot in the neck while working at Lev’s Pawn Shop. All in all, quite the compelling listen.

Other local references of note: Lost Weekend Records, Natalie’s, Victorian’s Midnight Cafe, Calico Cupboard, Buzzard’s Nest, Swamp Dog Music

Episode 26: Alecia Houston

She is currently fronting a couple different projects, Houston We Have A Problem as well as Alecia Houston and The Firmm. Both are classic rock and blues bands, but the first is more of an acoustic approach, the latter amps it up. Depending upon the venue, Houston might flesh out these bands with extra musicians, and she says the irrepressible Myke Rock is one of her first choices if doing so. And actually this episode might have now surpassed his, as far as counting the local references, her points of contact between them.

Among the local references are King Of Clubs, Shaun Booker, Willie Phoenix, Kim Crawford, and Eldorado’s. To cite but a smattering. Alecia also tells an amusing story about a stripper trying to join them onstage at this westside bar. I like what she has to say, too, about every venue being a mystery that you have to figure out. And that she feels as though when performing there, she is basically an employee during those hours, and has a responsibility to the business as well as the clientele and the other employees – these are some interesting takes that I don’t recall ever hearing before.

Episode 27: Bob Mains

Bob is a guitarist who has been in not one but two different QFM house bands, Stadium 11 and now Radio City. So he presumably knows his way around a fretboard. He was also a graduate of Westerville South and spends some time detailing his amusing beginnings there, that he had a high school band called Pantera and they played an original song at the school talent show one year. This would have been the early 80s I believe. He went to Tony’s Music in Westerville for some of his early guitar lessons, and later learned some scales from a guy at the String Shoppe. After the original Pantera folded, he joined a group called Kid Gloves who recorded one EP here. Running contrary to many others interviewed on this project, when they left for L.A. to make it big, he decided to just stay put right here instead. At some point he opened for Rosie, Mark Chatfield’s band after The Godz, at the Agora (later renamed Newport Music Hall, of course). And he also opened for BTO, among other career highlights. Currently likes to play in a musicial project with his two daughters, during his down time from Radio City.

Episode 28: Will Newsome

Will here is leader of the band This Day Forever, and also plays guitar with The Martini Affair. His first show with the latter was at Red, White, and Boom in 2015. He has also played with a cover band called The Filthy Habits, and another outfit named Razorbliss.

He seems like a cool guy with a solid philosophical grip on things. So it’s interesting to hear his thoughts on songwriting. Still, as is often the case, I find the really old war stories most compelling of all, and so it is here. He details working at this tiny club called Park Avenue, from ’90-’96, and seeing Tool play there as a result in their early days. Also that Sepultura camped behind the place when they played, during their first ever trip to the States. Fascinating, fascinating stuff.

Other Cbus references of note: Colleen’s Collectibles, Saddleback Shark, Roosters, Ronald Cole, Oak Park Animal Hospital, Tansky Toyota, Lollipop Factory.

Special Episode: Tom House

He is the manager for Shaun Booker Dammit Band. He says he first met her at something called the Hot Times Festival in Olde Towne East. I’m wondering what makes Damico tag certain episodes as “special” ones, though, instead of giving them a number (although sometimes they are labeled as such and use up the number.) It seems that maybe when the interview winds up less musical than expected, then he gives it this designation.

So yeah, you’re not going to hear a ton about Columbus music history here. However, it winds up being a fascinating installment anyway, with a boatload of unexpected references, and countless rabbit holes for me to investigate when I have the time. Wild, wild stuff. For example there are two different true crime cases he’s come into close contact with – his 2nd wife was on America’s Most Wanted for fleeing the country in relation to the National Century Financial fraud case. And the Dispatch interviewed him at one point for his thoughts on such. Prior to that, he says he was watching some band at Vets Memorial and they went out for drinks at the Sheraton afterwards, where their waitress was this woman named Claudia Yasko. Who later gave a false confession for the .22 Caliber Killings – in fact he was out to breakfast with her, he says, when she decided to stroll over to another table and confess to some cops.

Otherwise, for a couple decades he ran his own barber shop. It must have been more than one location because his mentions his first salon being at the corner of Parsons & Oak, and that he later expanded into the next shop over. Then, during Covid times he decided to start staging house parties (no pun that I’m aware of) and this is when he got into the whole band management racket. I also love the soundbite he gives on what you might call his musical philosophy: “let’s just go out & punch em in the face.”

Other Cbus references of note: Billy Milligan, the Daniel Keyes book Unveiling Claudia.

Episode 29: Michael Christian

Though tremendously entertaining, I had some difficulty following this guy at times and might have some details wrong. But believe I’ve got the gist of most of his tales. In most unexpected fashion, a good half his episode concerns his interactions with former UFO bassist Pete Way – I never knew this before, but apparently Way relocated to Columbus at some point. Having quit UFO, Way somehow caught on playing with Ozzy Osbourne (I believe this would have been the Diary of a Madman tour) and met some girl from here, while on the road, after which they wound up living together.

Well, anyway, getting back to Michael Christian’s own narrative: after taking some music lessons at Capital University, and getting into songwriting via a friend of his who worked for a major label, Christian landed this gig as audio engineer at the Newport. And was also working at Frezno Eclectic Cuisine at this time, a Short North restaurant. Anyway, he unexpectedly received a call one day from a buddy of his, saying Pete Way wanted to record an album, and they somehow came up with his name for helming the project.

Michael says he changed out of his restaurant clothes and booked it over to a house on Neil Avenue, where Way was living at the time. That Way answered the door with a gigantic plate of cocaine in his hand, snorting from it while they talk on the porch, even though it’s broad daylight and cars are zipping past in both directions. Anyhow, Christian laughably initially believed they would be able to record this proposed acoustic album in a single weekend – it wound up taking about two years. Despite this much time spent with Way, when released in 2007 under the name Acoustic Animal, Pete’s personally penned liner notes got his name wrong in the initial pressings.

As far as his Newport dealings, Christian says his first day on the job was a George Clinton show, and the second Slash’s Snakepit. Doing my own research, it appears that this must have been 2001. The P-Funk show would have been June 28th of that year and Slash’s on July 1st. Amusingly enough, as this occurred smack dab in the middle of his dealings with Way, he says he was standing there talking with Slash for the first time ever when Pete called and asked him to get tickets for the show. When Christian demurred, on grounds of it already being sold out, Way demanded to speak to Slash. Who as it so happens is a huge UFO fan and apparently made it happen.

Otherwise, concerning his own current dealings, Christian plays guitar occasionally with a band called Red Velvet Letdown. He’s landed songwriting credits with some major, though unspecified, acts. Is also involved with an organization called All THAT (Teens Hopeful About Tomorrow) which offers a wide range of counseling and mental health services for local youths.

Episode 30: David Harris

Founder of band LoveSick Radio and also a member of one called Crashing Wayward. Says they don’t use prerecorded backing tracks live! Which is reassuring to hear, although it also seemingly confirms what many of us have speculated – that other locals secretly do. I once accused the Snow Shoe Crabs of such (whether correct in this instance or not), for example, and the singer replied, “yeah, I got your click track right here,” in semi-threatening fashion.

As far as David Harris, he mentions having recorded some stuff at Sonic Lounge. Mentions John Schwab Studio also, Rome Studios on South High, David Cothern, QFM 96.

Episode 31: Todd Bettler

Bettler is bass player for Stadium 11, also fills in occasionally for Radio City. As is often the case, while I enjoy hearing what everyone’s up to these days, the back story usually proves even more fascinating to me. Says he used to take swim lessons somewhere on Morse, as a kid. Originally from the Westerville area and mentions Yogi’s Hoagies, a place called the Grit Pit. Somewhat of a self-admitted hoodlum from the sounds of things, in his early days, before stumbling into a career playing music. Was in a band called Petty Theft which toured extensively, then when that fell apart, he enrolled at Columbus State, Otterbein, et cetera and began taking matters a little more seriously.

He eventually wound up playing with a group called Black Rose Bloom, who stuck around long enough to release one album. Has also recorded a cover of a Firefall song with a group called The Rules. Then fell in with the Stadium 11 cats and the rest is history. Whilst recording this episode, they are sipping on some leftover tequila that Shawn Pruden brought for his installment – I don’t know why, but I find this background continuity, linking certain episodes, to be quite charming. And also dig/agree with what these guys are saying that the music scene seems a whole lot less combative now than it used to. Although I think it’s only half due to “the scene” itself and people evolving better attitudes than we had back in the 90s and 80s and earlier…the other half is you’re just not as snarky as you get older, it seems to me. Or at least certainly a lot less concerned with what other people think about your projects, and trying to compete with them.

Other Cbus mentions of note: Buckeye Mart record store in Westerville, Big Bear, Mojo Crow, Slapsy’s Maxie’s, Dirty Side Down, Lazy Chameleon, Fender’s.

Episode 32: Brian Kerr

Brian is a member of The McIans Acoustic Duo/The McIans Full Band (depending on the venue/gig and therefore how many members are involved.) And discusses at great length his highly unique strategy when performing solo, which is to play one part and run it into a looping machine, then play something else over top of it, and so on and so forth.

As far as his formative years are concerned, he cites seeing Stevie Ray Vaughan and speaking to him during a meet & greet at the Newport as being the spark which set him on his musical path. Motorfly was his first musical venture in Columbus (Chris Cochenour, interviewed in a previous installment, was their drummer), who played Slapsy Maxie’s and other such bars around town. He was also heavily involved in the open mic nights at Dolphin Lounge. After that, Brian played with Six Pack Theory before setting into his current slate of projects.

Other Cbus references of note: Barrister Hall, Hellroys.

Episode 33: John Homan

Homan is currently the drummer in Clubber Lang. Their first shows, he estimates, were in the summer of ’22, so they’ve already built quite a name for themselves in a relatively short time. Of course, prior to this, he has been in all sorts of projects with that band’s guitarist, Rob Johnson.

John started playing the drums in high school, then went to OSU for awhile. Was in a band called Poorboy, then joined Alcazar as a replacement for somebody else. At some point he started jamming with the guys in Saddleback Shark, who immediately decided he was their new drummer, even though they already had one – that guy was given the boot. This is when he first began playing with Rob Johnson, though they would later collaborate in a band called Magnitude 9 for a few albums, as well as Rob’s solo efforts, before teaming up in Clubber. Homan was also in the Black Rose Bloom project, which was mentioned in a previous episode. As well as many others over the years, such as Blue Cuda (forgive my spelling on some of these, if they happen to be incorrect.)

other Cbus references of note: Shock II, Lazy Chameleon, Turtle Creek, Eldorado’s, Alrosa Villa, Tamerlane.

Episode 34: Frank Laughery

Frank plays bass in Days Gone By alongside Len, and is a founding member of that group. Though originally from the Pittsburgh area, he landed in Columbus for work related reasons as an adult and has been here ever since. He originally got involved with the music scene while working at Chase bank, when he and a coworker, Jeff Friedman (not sure about the spelling on these last names) were tasked with putting together a band for some company party. For whatever reason, the specific assignment involved taking famous classic rock songs and giving them work related lyrics. Considering there was at least one AC/DC cut in their repertoire, they named themselves AC Chasey. Jeff wrote the new words, which they flashed on a teleprompter for everyone to sing along with, and were a big smash at the event.

In its earliest incarnation, with Jeff on guitar and Frank on bass, Mike Brown was their vocalist. He dropped out during the practice stage, however. Bob Blankenship was their singer by the time that party came around, and Gary Goff played drums. Over time this evolved to Days Gone By, playing famous rock covers with their original lyrics, began hitting local open stage nights like Kicks and Fender’s and paying gigs at places like the Hilton Easton.

Since emerging in 2009, they have continued with just a few lineup changes. At some point Blankenship quit and Brown returned for real. Brent Scopell eventually took over on drums, after Goff left, and brought some really fine vocals of his own to the table. Eventually Charles Valentino (formerly of Marble Park) became their next singer, and with it they added some slightly newer material to the repertoire. Finally, around 2016, they began looking for a keyboard player, but Len Damico met with them about joining as a second guitarist instead. They liked him, and knew he could sing, and therefore after an audition in Frank’s basement, he was added to the group.

Episode 35: Ty Barnes

They get off to a somewhat meandering if amusing start with this one, drinking red wine and yukking it up about a recent show where Barnes tried playing Steve Miller’s The Joker and Damico joined him. I was kind of wondering if this kind of stuff might comprise the entire episode. But then around the halfway point, they get down to business and Barnes starts rattling off his impressive resume.

Barnes was born at Riverside Hospital and has lived in this area his entire life. He got his first guitar in April of ’84, when his dad took him to Chuck Daly Guitar Store in the Graceland Shopping Center. After which they popped into some place called Fontanelle so his pops could knock back a couple drinks. He hones his craft via instructional cassette tapes, before moving on to lessons with “Hurricane” Jerry Lews. Then went to Ft. Hayes for a musical program there, after passing the requisite audition for acceptance.

In the early 90s, he went to Recording Workshop, then worked at Mara Sound and Soundscape Studios. HIs first band was a local one called Fallout, who played Stache’s and Apollo’s, among other venues. On occasion he plays bass for Ukelele Man, a person Ty reverently describes as a “father figure,” like for example some Elvis-a-Thon and Replacements tribute nights at Little Brother’s.

From here he began playing happy hour at Shrunken Head with a group called Tryin’ Times. Then was around the Hilliard scene for years doing covers with the likes of Failure To Communicate, Taser, and Sibling Rivalry. This era lasted from approximately 2008-14. After that, he was in a group called Four Finger Shot, which sounds like a bit more bro-tastic affair.

Barnes is currently in Cowtown Inc. with Kevin Mullins, also plays solo acoustic, and in a power trio called Astrocat with John Coleman (drums) and Steve Conley (bass). He also dabbles with a podcast called Moving Music and runs the musical editing/sound for Marjorie Jones School of Dance.

Episode 36: Christy Bagby & Brad McGwire

This duo, from the local group Blue Eyes Black, discuss their first ever single, 6 Years Gone, and also their history together. They started out as a duo (Christy vocals, Brad guitar) and still perform some in that guise, though mostly now will a full band they’ve assembled. McGwire has a studio at his house, referred to as Bradlands, where they practice and record. Brad also plays in an 80s cover band called Never Surrender, sometimes on the same bill as Blue Eyes Black. Christy, meanwhile, is involved with an organization called Central Ohio Women Who Rock – they get together and perform out somewhere on occasion, too.

Columbus references of note: Eldorado’s (of course), Jimmy Deluca’s (spell check – former rock club), The Loft (hotel bar in Westerville)

Episode 37: Tina Holly

This one features what is thus far the funniest story I’ve heard in these interviews, which is how Tina even became involved in the Columbus music scene. A relative newcomer to this circuit, Holly was a Mt. Gilead resident and technically not even living here at the time, when she first met Willie Phoenix in the Eldorado’s parking lot – by almost plowing into him with her car, as he had just walked out of the building. Rolling down her window to apologize, the two began conversing, and it was he who suggested she should start playing drums for a local band. Hence her subsequently joining forces with Brian Clash.

Their guitarist used to work at Sam Ash; aside from that some of the other shout outs of note are the all-female quintet Wednesday Wine (her favorite local group), 614 Rock, Hilliard Music School (where Tina first began taking lessons, a mere seven years ago), Hilliard Shopping Network. Tina’s also someone wearing a million different hats, among them music teacher and even published author – Holly has cranked out four books to date.

Episode 38: Los Giles

Gathering Stars. They play at Natalie’s, Dick’s Den. Record at Secret Studio in Franklinton. Carlton Smith (Royal Crescent Mob, Howlin’ Maggie) plays one at least one of the Gathering Stars albums. Los Giles here currently plays with Megabeth. He was born in Columbus, originally lived in the Hilltop district.

Okay, so as you can tell, I originally went into this episode thinking, man, I’m going to have to start documenting these in bullet point fashion, otherwise there’s just no way I will ever get caught up. But then something shifts a short while into this one, where he starts talking about his early OSU campus days. He offers a hilarious quote, concerning how “sterile” the current campus landscape is, versus those scuzzy early days which persisted clear up until the late 1990s.

“You’ve got to have dirt on the ground for things to grow,” he offers, with a little chuckle, although this strikes me as one of the wisest remarks I’ve ever heard.

Well, so okay, from here he veers into a wild variety of fascinating topics. He originally played campus with a band called Bumble Flea, then was in Triggahappy, presumably as the drummer. Later moved on to other groups such as Soul Fu Villains, Burlap Sun. Then was doing musicals with Teo from Mescalito, involved with OSU in some capacity, though they eventually staged these at places downtown like Southern Theatre.

Still later, Los Giles hosted this show called Trip The Groove Fantastic on WCBE. Near the end of the episode he offers one other funny yet pertinent quote I really love, saying, “I’ll put on whatever hat the party calls for, man.” And one unexpected thing we have in common: both of us were doormen at Little Brothers!

Other Cbus mentions of note: Crazy Mama’s, Sandro’s, Bernie’s, Stache’s, Apollo’s. Presumably there were other campus bars in the 80s and 90s which weren’t named after somebody and/or did not include the use of an apostrophe, but if so these aren’t documented here.

Episode 39: Tiffany Bumgarner

Tiffany, meanwhile, has to be the most amusing overall interviewee I’ve heard on here. Though she began performing onstage with her mom at an early age, she got her first real break while working at the Coconuts Music Store on Morse Road. This was the mid 90s and a coworker, overhearing her sing, said she had a great voice. He just happened to be an OSU student living on campus (imagine that) and was putting together his own scrappy little band (doubly shocking). Though she was only 16 at the time, he invited her to sing for them. A project which eventually turned into Stone Velvet.

From here she launches into a virtual Who’s Who of the late 90s and early 2000s scene, which happens to be the era I’m probably most familiar with: playing at Stache’s, Chelsie’s, and Ruby Tuesday; mentioning bands such as Miranda Sound, Templeton, and Poophouse Reilly; and so on. Then at a later date, fronting the cover band Radio Tramp for over a decade. She also uses this episode to announce that she has just joined The Martini Affair as their lead vocalist.

Bonus Cbus mentions: Red White & Boom, The Barn, Hot Spot Tavern

Episode 40: The Pretty Filth

Highly entertaining installment with Angela and Josh from this local 80s cover band. Even though it’s mostly just these two and Len and even Beth, audible in the background in spots, sitting around drinking and cracking wise about this and that. Learning a ton about their band, though, not so much – this is not the time and place for that. Josh’s voice even sounds like Len’s at times, which further enhances the confusion and chaos as you try to piece together what’s going on.

But some clues do emerge. Like how Josh and Angela, a married couple, first met while living in the same apartment complex, Ponderosa Village. Even though both grew up in Westerville, I think they went to different schools. They only truly “vibed” a short while later, however, while running into one another at a Damn Yankees concert at Vets Memorial, where they began making out.

She’s the vocalist in the group, and gives shout outs to her choir teacher at Westerville North, Mrs. Stonebreaker. She first ever sang live doing karaoke one night at the Gibby’s in Dublin. Meanwhile, he’s the bass player in the group, and says he learned his craft ripping out tablature pages from magazines at some place called Flag Center. Their first gig was in November of 2010 at Bethel Road Pub, with Chuck Oney running sound. Nowadays they often play Turtle Creek, among other treasured venues.

Episode 48: The Godz

So here we have the episode that finally made me want to check this podcast out. Even though I’ve been following the Instagram account for quite some time, and would heart the photos, et cetera. Seeing that these legendary rockers had made the cut and were back in business, yeah, I knew this was required listening.

I can’t realistically claim to have been the hugest Godz fan in the world or anything. But they were kind of like the hard rock version of McGuffey Lane in these parts, or something, in that you knew they’d been somewhat of a big deal back in the day, had maybe landed a nationwide hit or two, then sort of fizzled out due to or alongside various lineup changes. Unlike McGuffey Lane, however, I remember actually hearing said hit on the radio, into the 90s or even the 2000s, where you still might catch Gotta Keep a Running on the airwaves every now and then.

The local angle has made them of particular interest to me, of course. And yet there’s always been a frustration there with the inability to find out a ton about them online. Therefore these interviews are especially priceless, for helping to fill in the gaps. Beyond even that aspect, though, I found this group chat way more fascinating than expected. They are mostly hilarious interviewees, it’s true, but another angle soon emerged which I had honestly never considered until tuning in to this episode – the vicarious thrill of knowing some of these places they’re referencing, and maybe even some of the people.

My ears first perk up when they mention some early days of living on Summit Street and jamming in the basement. That this is where they first began spray painting all their equipment white. Other ultra intriguing mentions include their having played at Eldorado’s quite a bit, and also a semi-residency at Alrosa Villa. Listening to them makes me realize yet again just how much history that everyone possesses. Doug relates (a recurring theme, as we shall soon see) having ventured out to the Sunset Strip in the 80s and even rooming with Vince Neil at one point; they’ve all got a million different projects going at present, of course, of which The Godz is just one and maybe not even the top priority; and then also, without intending any disrespect for anybody else, Mark Chatfield is easily the most compelling figure here by far, considering he’s the last original member left. But then, oh yeah, he happens to have been in Bob Seger’s band for quite awhile, too (the only time I’ve actually seen him play live) and also tacks on like an afterthought at the very end that he’s currently a member of Grand Funk Railroad. He never even mentions Cowtown Guitars, a gear store I remember from years ago, up on 161. I don’t know if this is modesty or a very Columbus-esque personality trait where it seems like everybody has a million projects up in the air, and your attitude is somewhere between, “eh, I guess this was kinda cool, but whatever,” and, “dude, I’ve got so much crap going on that I don’t even have time to keep up with it all!”

Other Cbus mentions of note: Valley Dale Ballroom, Capital City Rockets, Chelsie’s, and a bunch of other stuff that is no longer around.

Episode 52: Dolphin Lounge

Breaking with precedent to some extent here, this time around Len focuses on a bar itself, in this case Gahanna’s Dolphin Lounge. Owner Lori Dolphin (not her actual last name) says she wanted to celebrate 52 years of live music by being episode 52. Which is only fair enough, considering that they have the longest running continual blues jam in the United States.

I have been in here a few times, and have mixed emotions about the place. But eh, maybe we’ll save that for a later date, whenever I get around to the inevitable dedicated Dolphin Lounge page (this is my latest strategy for deferring negative comments: I’ll tackle that in a later post! Sure, that’s it!). This is only fair, considering my experiences here date from the late 90s anyway. It’s still an enjoyable episode, like this little tidbit about Eric Clapton once dropping by unannounced to play here, back when he married that young lady across town. Or how Lori’s mom saved every single demo tape/CD anyone ever gave her, clear back to the club’s opening.

Other notable Cbus mentions: Columbus Monthly, Ric Boals

Episode 109: AJ Angelo

Yes! At long last! The legend has surfaced with an especially epic episode. With him, as an added bonus, he has Gabrielle Johnston, who is heavily involved with AJ on the Gatsby’s scene. It makes sense to start here, as they pretty much do, considering that Angelo has been playing most Friday nights at that bar stemming clear back to September 1990.

But okay, Damico does in time turn this ship around and sail back to grab AJ’s origins, which is something I’ve been wondering about for years. AJ moved to Columbus at around the age of 5, and has lived here for the most part ever since. He and his family soon settled in to attending a Holy Spirit church in Whitehall, which is where his dad talked him into joining a folk group, to perform there – the deal was, his dad would sing for the group, if AJ would be willing to pick up guitar. And so he did, in what would have been, he estimates, somewhere around the 8th grade.

After graduating high school, Angelo did briefly move down to Athens, to attend OU. Though at this point he says he basically only knew two songs, Jimmy Buffett’s Why Don’t We Get Drunk And Screw and Hank Williams, Jr.’s O.D.’d in Denver, he began busting these out at this open stage mic night. A bar owner then offered him fifty bucks if he would come back a different night and play a full set, which found Angelo furiously scrambling to learn a bunch more tunes in short order.

Seeing dollar signs with this whole concept, and that his road ahead might already be paved with these cover tunes, AJ decided to drop out after about three months, and return to a much more lucrative Columbus market instead. He immediately found work playing at one of the Ground Round restaurant locations around town, a once burgeoning franchise that is just about defunct these days.

Following a somewhat brief foray out to Colorado Springs, where he had a chance to pursue some leads in a similar vein, Angelo returned to Columbus – this would have evidently been the early or mid 80s – and hasn’t left the scene since. Soon enough, he put together a cover band with his cousin Tommy (drums) and this guy named Gar (bass), with AJ of course singing and picking guitar. They had a regular gig over in Reynoldsburg for awhile, and recounting these days leads to Angelo’s best one-liner of this episode, as he recalls this was “back when drinkin & drivin was a sport – they encouraged it.” Which is maybe the best summation of that era I’ve ever heard.

These guys were called The Mad Hatters, which is a name that stemmed from his Ground Round days. Apparently, in a move highly reminiscent of “wearing more flair” from the Office Space move, Angelo was encouraged to keep switching out hats when performing there, throughout his sets. And stuck with this gimmick with that group as well. Over time, they would try out at least one guy on lead guitar, but he didn’t really pan out, and this trio soldiered on without one.

When the group eventually fizzled out, fellow local musician John Schwab introduced AJ to Greg Chapin, then owner of Gatsby’s. Chapin was looking to start an open mic night, and immediately tabbed Angelo as his man. And though the bar has changed ownership at least once since then, AJ has kept this gig going for nearly 35 years. In fact, there was a ten year stretch in the middle where he scaled down his musical committments, and was playing only at Gatsby’s on Friday nights. His brother Carmen joined him on percussion for awhile, at some point in the late 90s. Alongside Danny Lang, some of the other names who graced the stage from the start include Brad Moore and Doc Livingston. Gabrielle here meanwhile says she came along in the “second class” and has been involved with that scene ever since.

In more recent times, AJ has been involved with the Buckeye Cruise For Cancer. In fact, live here in Len’s studio, he busts out an acoustic and plays one tune he came up with for this cause, which is Buffett’s Changes In Latitudes updated with Buckeye Cruise lyrics. Which is available for download on his website, with all proceeds going to the cause. He’s also been at Giammarco’s in Westerville nearly every Tuesday since 2014, and holds the AJ’s Music Marathon once a year – for 2025’s edition, McGuffey Lane is performing, at the massive Fortress sports complex in Obetz.

The last bit of this interview does shift gears into relative silliness, leading me to suspect some adult beverages might be in play. All in all, though, it’s a tremendous episode, I would even recommend as a starting point for those who might be unfamiliar with this podcast.

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Bethel Road

Micro Center sign

Bethel Road doesn’t boast quite as much action-per-mile as Lane Avenue, but it’s close. Both are relatively short roads which have nonetheless packed a ton of firepower into their compact arsenals. The main differences are in size, as both end/begin at Riverside Drive, yet Bethel’s other terminus is at 315 – Lane continues well past that, to High and then Summit. Also, owing to its proximity to campus, Lane Avenue counts many more iconic sights along the way, either directly upon it or within view. Still, it’s definitely possible that nowhere has more personal history for me, whether by the inch or as a sum, than Bethel Road, which is probably why it’s taken me so long to tackle this project – which I’m only slightly getting into at the moment. I used to be in favor of compiling biblical epics of info before publishing a page, but have reconsidered that strategy here lately. Now I would rather go to press with whatever skeletal material I have handy, but then frequently update it. If nothing else, I think this makes it more interesting for the reader.

Regarding this page, we’ll start from the 315 end. Nothing much happens after you get off at the Bethel Road exit, apart from crossing over 315 itself (if driving northbound at that time), so this particular journey begins after passing the Olentangy River Road intersection. The KFC on the corner (711 Bethel) and the BP station across the street (5067 Olentangy River Rd) have been here since at least the late 90s, effective symbolic guardposts opening the door to you for everything that follows.

click arrows to turn on Olentangy; otherwise keep on movin’ along Bethel…

south side of road

747 Bethel Road

Micro Center

The font for this computer store is pure 90s,
which looks amazing. In many respects I can’t
believe this place is still here.

767 Bethel Road

among the buildings in front of the strip mall. Currently a Massage Envy, was once a Blockbuster Video.

769 Bethel Road

Olentangy Plaza. In the late 90s there was an art gallery back here somewhere, that I visited once under weird circumstances: my coworker Joe at the “Bethel Road” Kroger had a friend who was trying to fix him up with some chick who worked here. He asked me to swing by here under the pretense of shopping for art, but really to scope out this woman. And report back to him with my findings, if she was any good looking or not. This may have been Copeland Fine Art, but I’m not entirely sure.

The first set of businesses, in the building nearest Olentangy River Road, have an Olentangy address. After that, as it wraps around from Micro Center in an arc to the right, these all belong to Bethel. There used to be a beloved Kmart back here but I think it sat where the Taylor House high-rise apartment is now, and therefore probably had an Olentangy address too.

833 Bethel Road

Formerly a business that is technically registered as Music-Go-Round, although you might also find it indexed under The Smarmy Jackass Zone. I recall one day my good friend Damon drifted through my workplace pretty fired up about his interactions with the help at this location. Then a couple years later I ventured through these doors and was given a healthy dose of this bitter medicine myself. I realize all the trendiest people work in second hand music equipment stores in the suburbs, but come on.

839 Bethel Road

Kai’s Crab Boil at present. In 1997 it was Holcomb’s Educational Materials.

889 Bethel Road

Currently Aveda Institute Columbus. Was formerly Sunflower Market, though, which opened in either late 2006 or early 2007.

1299 Bethel Road

In more recent times has belonged to Brush Crazy. At one point housed Video Central, a mighty convenient and oft frequented spot when living nearby.

1325 Bethel Road

Former home of the awesomely named China Gourmet Express. Now just a boring ol’ Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robbins.

1355 Bethel Road

La Casita: has been here since at least April 2006.
Chili rellenos, stuffed with cheese, are one popular item.

Was formerly Harold’s Cajun Glory Cafe. Looks basically the same from the outside.

And before that was once a Long John Silver’s! Which I think you can still detect traces of, on the outside.

1375 Bethel Road

The Forge Tavern: this is where Polo’s used to be.

1381 Bethel Road

Used to belong to this funky little Pizza Hut franchise, which might have even been delivery only, I’m not sure. Notorious in that Roy, Doug Fogle and I once caught a ride over to DiMarco’s from here, in a delivery girl’s truck, in a heavy downpour.

1401 Bethel Road

has been a Marathon for an eternity. Was once “Wayne’s Marathon” although I’m not sure if Wayne is still in the mix or not. As this pertains to personal/collective folklore, immediately after I stopped seeing Stacy, in the early 2000s, she started dating this Damon guy (not my dear old pal of the same name) who worked here. He was friends with Maria somehow and this is how they struck up an acquaintance. As far as I know they are still together, too

1515 Bethel Road

Enchanted Hands (suite #301) is but one of the residents at this address. Which I know because they recently sent me a friend request on Instagram – that’s pretty much all it takes to grab my attention. Hey, you’ve got to do what you can to rise above the muck these days! So their efforts are appreciated. Let this be a lesson to you fellow business owners out there…

north side of road

797 Bethel Road

Unique Cuts For Men & Women, a barber shop, is here now. La Casa Del Pueblo was here as of August 2006, however.

1092 Bethel Road: The Refectory

Award winning restaurant is basically a C-bus institution at this point. It opened in 1976 and has been here ever since.

The Refectory is heavy on the French fare. They have some pretty windows with stained glass in intricate designs, tall and rectangular; some outdoor seating on quaint little four tops; private rooms available, and the ability to seat up to fifty in one party; among the awards won are 4 Diamonds from AAA, a DiRoNa Award, 5 Stars from Columbus Monthly, and a Wine Spectator Award every year from at least 1982 up through 2006.

1138 Bethel Road

Is currently Gogi Korean BBQ

used to be Bumpers, a curiously lively bar considering it didn’t look like much on the outside. And was apparently something calling Accurate Video Solutions in between these two eras?

1270 Bethel Road

The apartment where it all started! This was home base for the first new group of friends I made, upon moving to Columbus in January ’97. Sometimes it seems so improbable that I would ever meet these people, sometimes inevitable. Lisa, Maria, Doug, Mike and Junior were the five roommates at the time I arrived on this scene. In various combinations they were here for a handful of years, at least, with plenty of others coming and going. Some of them moved up the road to another apartment in ’98.

Above is what it looked like in the mid-late 90s. The exterior is pretty much the same. It does appear that they ripped out this tree at some point and planted a pine instead – this tree (or possibly one beside it) is notable in that this random drunk chick fell out of it one night whilst attempting to spy on some dude in the next apartment over. Then strolled into the one where we were partying instead, joined us for a spell, threw up in the bathroom and left.

The living room is behind the ground floor window here. And that would have been Maria’s bedroom up above, beyond the second floor window. Lisa had the other official bedroom, on the back end of the place. Doug and Mike were on the two couches, at the time I made their acquaintance, and Junior was living in the basement. One cool feature is this bay window in the kitchen side wall, too, though you can’t see it here. Parties were legion at this place and occasionally even spilled out into the parking lot.

1380 Bethel Road

Former home of 55 Grille. My friend Andy McMillan worked here then and says he learned a ton from this experience.

Is now a freaking Sheetz station. In between though we have the Winking Lizard Tavern era, which lasted at least ’05-’08 (I know because these were the years I recall haunting this establishment), possibly longer. Nice craft beer selection, blazing hot chicken wings given a number instead of a name – 911 – and a solid burger menu including the Wild Western.

1434 Bethel Road

Formerly a SuperAmerica, now a Speedway. But yes apparently always a gas station, for as far back as I can track these things.

1450 Bethel Road

As of 1997 a Skyline Chili was here. But nothing is specifically using this address at present – its most recent tenant was a Kebab Hummus Grill that went out of business in ’23.

In between, there was a CafĂ© Shish Kebab as of Apr ’06. They season and roast their own meats here on a spit (what is known as a Döner kebab) rather than bringing them in pre-assembled. One such concoction combines lamb and beef. A lunch special includes soup/salad and dessert. It’s possible they merely rebranded to the Kebab Hummus Grill at some point, but I haven’t gotten that far in my research yet.

1460 Bethel Road

Currently Pronoia Beauty, a spa. Back in 1997, though, it would have been Central City Comics.

1462 Bethel Road

Cha Sha & Coffee. Looks like a cool place, though I’ve yet to try their surely delicious offerings. They offer chai flights, and have this cool art piece along one wall, of a shaky, henna’d hand accepting coffee from another holding the kettle. Either of which is enough to make me curious to learn more about their offerings.

Coaches Bar & Grill

(1480 and 1482 Bethel Road) Still going strong after all this time! One of the last bars on this road with the same name it had in the 1990s (and possibly earlier). Not the most remarkable place, perhaps, but a great location and the owners must apparently have their act together. At one time, I’m not sure if he still does, but a fellow named Dave Matthews owned the place. Back in the day, they had “Melrose Mondays” here, whereby the latest Melrose Place episodes were aired with the sound on. Much to the consternation of anyone who maybe hoped to listen to the jukebox instead – like for example, us, as I do remember our small group leaving during one of these incidents.

1500 Bethel Road

Al’s Delicious Popcorn has also been here since at least the mid 90s – which I consider an even more remarkable achievement than Coaches’ continued existence.

1512 Bethel Road

In ye ancient times, was once a Radio Shack. Nobody is using this specific plot on the map at present, however.

1514 Bethel Road

On Tap Pub has maintained a presence here since 2001, another impressive run. Owner Kenny Abraham must be doing something right. All in all, this is an impressive showing of consistency for the back wall of the Center.

Prior to this, Manhattan Bagel Co. called his spot home.

1516 Bethel Road

Golden Delight Bakery has held down this address, once again, from at least from ’97 onward. I have to admit I didn’t realize many of these businesses were back here for even half that long – the lesson here being, for all of us, that we really should get out and explore more, and not just stick to the scripted, heavily touted “popular kids” that get all the press.

1530 Bethel Road

Shooters Cafe was once a highly popular dance club at this spot. My collective colleagues and I came here a ton from ’98 to roughly ’02, I would say. Both as a nightlife option but also for happy hour, as they had pretty decent food at reasonable prices.

Nothing is here right now, but looking it up proves another good example of how your memories begin messing with you over time. I would have sworn this address was more centrally located in this back strip of businesses, and possibly even slightly over to the right. However it’s actually much closer to the far left side, if facing it from Bethel. But then I recall that you pretty much always had to park in that lot beside this strip, over to the left, that these were typically the nearest open spots – and this begins to make more sense to me, the tiny detail that helps arrange everything as it should.

1536 Bethel Road: Bethel Center

This is the address given to the “center” as an abstract, collective entity. Some occupants have Bethel Road addresses, some Bethel Center Mall. There are three separate clusters of businesses (and one small standalone building, in the front middle), and they all belong to Bethel except for the strip on the left, facing sideways. Those belong to Bethel Center Mall instead. So I will have to tackle those in some other fashion.

1540 Bethel Road

Currently belongs to Don Tequila Mexican Grill and Cantina. I almost forget there used to be a Cooker Bar & Grille here, despite eating at this location a handful of times. It was okay enough to visit every now and then. This location was even the first one opened in Columbus, back in 1985.

But what really sticks out in your mind, ultimately, about any place? Incidents like the time Paul and I were here for lunch and I ordered a draft beer, which was served with a huge chunk of food stuck to the inside of the glass, on the side. You couldn’t miss it. Sadly enough, that’s the first thing that always pops into my mind whenever I think about this restaurant. Not to make excuses for these guys (I would later work at a different location and have reasons to doubt ownership’s competence) but this is what you’re up against, if trying to make it in the cutthroat restaurant biz. You can’t possibly have eyes on every employee all the time. You just have to trust you’re hiring people who know better than to serve chunks of food inside their beer glasses.

Reed to Dierker:

At this juncture we’ll move on to my next wacky experiment for this site. I’ve actually been plotting and planning and attempting to wrap my head around this concept for years, but nothing as of yet quite matches these grand visions. The main issue here is that the direction in which we consume content from a website does not match the directions we are moving in the real world counterparts. And there’s almost no way to orient them to make it so – well, I’m sure there are probably brilliant designers out there capable of doing something like this, but if so, I have to admit I’ve never seen it.

Basically I’d like these addresses to come at you like you are driving past the sites in question. With videos of both sides of the road visible at the same time. For this to work, I think you’d need vertically scrolling videos, side by side, with texts that pop up on the sides of those, to match what you’re seeing. So, yeah, this is something I will continue to muddle my way through and attempt to solve. For now, though, the best I can come up with is playing these two videos, at the same time. I’ve set them up to allow a second or two of lag time, for you to click the top video, then the bottom one after that (keep in mind this will apparently only work on a computer browser; if using your trusty ol’ iPhone, I believe it will only play one at a time – yet another reason why I recommend the full screen LLTC experience instead):

I think this is pretty cool and all, given my limited tech or coding skills or whatever, that it even halfway sort of almost resembles what I somewhat have in mind. But even so, without even getting into quality concerns, you can see what kind of problems this entire concept is up against: this arrangement is far from perfect, and yet there’s no way you could position these any better, at least none I can think of, that would match our experience in the real world. I guess maybe if I flipped the bottom video around upside down, then set up endless horizontal scrolling for the text in between the two? But then the bottom video would essentially be useless if actually attempting to read something. This is why I think a pair of vertically scrolling videos, then a column of text dedicated to each, might be the way to go – assuming you could get the text to roll upwards while you watched the videos. Anyway, if there are any website building wizards out there who read this and might care to suggest a solution, that would be awesome. So far, however, anyone I’ve mentioned this to plainly thinks I’m crazy.

And now we have reached my former workplace of approximately 5 1/2 years, off and on, the Bethel Road Kroger. Once again, the “Bethel Road” Kroger technically has a Crown Plaza address, so I’ll refrain from going into much detail here. But this is where it would sit on our journey. Up above is what it looks like in more modern times. The fuel center in front did not originally exist. For much, much more about this place you can visit my Bethel Road Kroger page.

Moving along, here’s the view of Bethel from Dierker up to Sawmill, on the north side of the road. Not a whole lot happening here beside apartments and maybe some offices, until you reach the Carriage Place Plaza:

1918 Bethel Road

This is one location located along this stretch, however. Currently it belongs to Cosmetic Therapy Training Center. Back in 2006 however it was About Face – they were advertising laser hair removal for $99 per treatment at that time.

And now we move on to the Carriage Place shopping center. Big Bear was of course a centerpiece of this plaza for quite some time, before they went belly up.

Carriage Place Plaza

As far as personal highlights, one day I was stuck wearing sandals to work, a prospect Kroger management wasn’t too happy about. Having walked there that morning to begin with (a fantastic tale in its own right) I was forced to take a long break and traipse up to Carriage Place to buy some shoes. On my way back, I was just cutting through the parking lot of this bank (doesn’t appear to be here any longer) and some unknown dude in the drive through line started blowing his horn at me, repeatedly, and pointing. I finally figured out what he was trying to tell me: there were a bunch of dollar bills blowing around in the parking lot. I gave him a thankful wave, scooped them up, and kept walking.

Amusingly enough, Mike Nelson would later tell me he saw me walking up Bethel Road this fine morning and wondered what on earth I was up to. Although come to think of it, I’m not entirely sure why he didn’t pull over and offer me a lift.

I don’t think this shipping container with the Getz Builders logo is a permament part of the landscape, but I wish it were. It looks really cool. Instead maybe we’ll call it “pop up art” and if you wish to view this, assuming it isn’t gone already, it’s facing the strip mall itself, parked on the front right edge near the Pickforde side street entrance.

It’s funny how sketch pretty much everyone always looks like in these videos, just going about their normal business. It could be an 87 year old grandma getting cakes out of her backseat at her church, in the middle of a bright afternoon, but she too would look somewhat suspicious with her dealings. And of course, most of all, the unseen guy shooting these puppies – but hey, I’m used to this, and had a choice in the matter. As for anybody else trapped unawares in one of my weird projects (here and elsewhere), my eternal apologies.

2524 Bethel Road: O’Manny’s Pub

It’s down to I think this and Coaches as far as what’s lasted longer on this road – I’m not sure which came first.

2544 Bethel Road

Is now Asian International Market, a grocery store.

Former home of Trading Zone/Video Trader, however. I remember Jill and I ventured in here one day to trade in a boatload of old movies and such. We got some Mario game for the Nintendo 64 and I forget what else. Pretty sure this was also the day I picked up a VHS copy of The Empire Strikes Back with the original artwork, believing it to be a “collector’s item.” Let’s just say I’ve yet to find a taker.

2570 Bethel Road

It was only recently announced that this 35,000 square foot space is soon to become a Fun City Adventure Park, an indoor kiddie/teen playground on steroids.

Until I believe 2023, this was formerly a Cinemark Movies 12. I don’t know if this was always the case, but by the late 90s they had already turned into a second run theater, albeit with movies that weren’t too terribly old. I saw approximately half a bazillion flicks in here, it seems. Particularly after getting on this kick where, if working a split shift (either at the same job or between two different ones) in the area, with a large enough gap between, I would dip into here to catch a cheap movie rather than driving home or something. I remember catching Spy Game and The Good Girl in this manner, for example, which should give you some indication as to the time frame in question.

But I also took in plenty of movies here with others, too. I saw The Wedding Singer twice during its initial theatrical run, and the second time was here, with Jill – nowadays it’s somewhat hard to imagine what kind of flick could even drag me to the theater once, much less for a repeat outing. She and I also first caught Go at this Cinemark, which was memorable in that Jill was fidgeting with a ring on her finger to the extent it went flying off and rolling out of sight. After the movie, she and I and an usher/janitor type employee searched all over for the thing. He eventually found it clear down near one of the front rows – we were all somewhat incredulous that it had managed to roll that far, in a theater at least halfway full of people.

2630 Bethel Road

It seems Music Go Round must have relocated here at some point, from that spot farther down the road. Without most of the previous employees, we can only hope.

2640 Bethel Road

somewhat of a cursed location. It was B Street Grill for a while, where my good pal Clif Davis was working at the time (alongside such luminaries as Colin Gawel of Watershed fame). Before, it had been a Dalts, which literally closed overnight without a heads up to any of the employees, in 1996. B Street Grill lasted not even two years themselves. Then a short lived Banana Joe’s operation, one of at least three around town. After that this other bar (Fitzgerald’s Sports Tavern, which was here as of March 2006; huge TVs covering the walls everywhere, solid pub grub such as house made pizzas, charbroiled chicken sandwiches, etc.), then possibly a couple other things after that, and now a Tire Discounters.

The addresses here don’t entirely make sense, because this is a standalone building up by the road, while the next (2642) is tucked into the strip mall behind it.

2642 Bethel Road

This is now a Half Price Books. More spacious than the Lane Avenue location, yet I always seemed to find less of interest here, somehow. This location actually moved at one point from a different spot in the same strip mall – it was formerly located at 2660, so I’m not sure how or why that happened.

Circa 1997 this address belonged to Petland. I remember when I was dating this Jamie chick we came in here one time, I think just driving around and looking for something to get into. But she may have been looking for a specific new pet – I can’t recall that detail at the moment.

2650 Bethel Road

Was once a Drug Emporium location. My old pal Jamie (not the chick I used to date – rather he was a male coworker I hung out with quite a bit back during that same rough era) (I’m well aware these name droppings are highly confusing to outsiders, but am not about to explain the entire history of every acquiantance on every post; maybe a “cast of characters” roundup could be useful at some point, but, eh, let’s just say that’s not a top priority) ended up working here for a spell after, let’s just say, management at the Bethel Road Kroger became less than enamored by his antics.

Once again, nobody is using this address right now.

2700 Bethel Road

Walmart gobbled up this prime spot, essentially the anchor of this shopping plaza, when a former tenant went bust. For yes, ’twas once yet another outpost of the Big Bear empire. Big what? you might say, if not from this area and/or not of a certain age to remember it. Well, believe it or not, barely more than 20 years ago, this grocery store chain was Kroger’s greatest local competitor. At the time, I recall that Kroger management was fond of saying they knew how to compete against the Bear, and were not worried about them – they would rather have Big Bear in these spots than some other potential competitor. Then in the late 90s/early 2000s, Giant Eagle came to town, a development significant enough to break up that stalemate. By 2004, Big Bear was toast, although I think this location was shuttered slightly before that date.

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Gabby’s

Gabby's front entrance

Out of all the Columbus area bars we have hung out in on a regular basis, perhaps none is more average than Gabby’s. And that’s totally okay! Average is a solid mid-range score, is nothing to be embarrassed about. And in fact, you can make a compelling argument that when it comes to bars, on a certain kind of night, average is often exactly what you are looking for.

It’s just that there isn’t a ton here to distinguish this tavern, in any way. The interior is as anonymous as the clientele – for the most part – and there are no strong drawing cards otherwise, unless this back patio counts, during the warm weather months. They had karaoke here, back when this was watering hole was in our standard rotation, and a pleasant, cozy atmosphere. It was a convenient and likeable enough spot that this became something of our base camp for about a year and a half. However, owing in part to its unusual location – on a commercial circle you wouldn’t expect to encounter in the middle of a residential neighborhood – it’s unlikely we would have ever stumbled onto it, if not so close to where I was renting an apartment at the time. And, owing to its averageness, just as improbable that we would have made extensive cross-town voyages to such. But it was here and nice enough, and therefore suited our needs to just fine.

We would wind up having our share of inevitable highights here, too, of course. Highest ranking for me is the night I managed to bring home a very attractive brunette whom I had met here just a couple hours earlier – this only happened a few times during my Cbus career, going home with some woman on the same night I met her (as in, for one-on-one amorous reasons, not like some girls coming back to a party or whatever), and she was the best looking of the bunch. At the opposite end, maybe, and indicative of how anonymous this place is, Damon and I had been regulars here for months upon months and had basically just begun our involvement with Megan and Amber, respectively, during this occasion where those two said they wanted to go play pool somewhere. He and I immediately suggest Gabby’s, and climb in Megan’s car, only to arrive here and discover…they had no pool table. It’s just not a very big bar, and nonetheless, we we were positive they had a table in here somewhere. These girls are laughing, yet perplexed, furrowing their brows and saying something to the effect of, “I thought you guys said you come here all the time?”

Falling somewhere in between is this interview I taped, with my good friend Paul Radick, shortly before he moved to Florida. I wanted to capture his memories of his years playing in the band Bedlam while we still had a chance to, not knowing for sure how long it might be before I would see the guy again. At the time, I was planning on writing a history of the band, but, well, let’s just say I later decided it was probably for the best to shelve this concept – directly as a result of this tape.

For the record, I take full responsibility for this episode, the fallout from this recording. And yet in a way, I’m actually glad that it happened – because if certain people were this heated about a few of the quotes, then it’s best that we aired this out before I published a book featuring said quotes. So yeah, this pretty much nixed that entire concept. As for specifics, let’s just say it was a night about a year or so down the road where Paul returned to town, and a bunch of us went out for drinks. Then returned to my place, where I somehow got the idea, as Damon started jamming on some music, that I would get on the mic and recite some of Paul’s most famous quips, as a “tribute” to him…which then led to this really awesome idea that I would bust out the Gabby’s interview tape, and run that through the amp instead, over top of the music that Damon continued to play.

Well, in my defense, it was all in the name of good fun, and if I had any inkling that anybody would get this bent out of shape about some of Radick’s quotes, then I never would have broadcast the thing. Was it a bush league move? Absolutely. I don’t think too many reporters who take themselves seriously would engage in such tomfoolery. Then again, were Hunter S. Thompson in the room, I’m sure he would have been rooting me onward, encouraging this stunt. So whatever. I didn’t recall there being anything too harsh on this tape – and still believe that to be true – but again, in roundabout fashion, it’s for the best that this happened. Some of this sorting as far as which direction we were headed in was inevitable, in retrospect, and if it weren’t this incident dividing us into separate camps, then it would have been another.

So one of the people present, a subject of some amusing soundbites contained within, is less than pleased. The party instantly breaks up, such as it is. He calls me at work the following morning and chews me out at great length, with some mighty colorful language, before abruptly hanging up. To this day, that is the last occasion where we ever spoke on the phone. I wouldn’t say I’m really the grudge holding sort, more that sometimes people instantly slot themselves into this category where I basically never think about them again. He was kind of instantly out of my circle in that moment, because I’m a busy guy and don’t have time for that stuff, and it just never occurred to me to pick up the phone and call his number ever again after that. And when something like this does happen, I feel like I don’t go around badmouthing people a ton, rather that I’m much more inclined just to avoid even mentioning their name. Which is pretty much always the situation here, too.

Well, okay, so I will probably explain that whole episode in greater detail at some point down the road. For now, though, this interview remains fascinating for reasons that have nothing to do with its original stated purpose. It’s funny how often this turns out to be the case, regardless of the subject. Anyway, I recall it was a warm spring night (May 2, 2001 to be precise) and we were sitting on the back patio, that our waitress just so happened to be moving to Florida soon herself. However, I would have sworn this was a chill atmosphere, with only a few other tables occupied – and yet, listening to this interview now, the background noise of the patrons often threatens to drown us out. Also, I don’t recall them playing CDs or the radio back here over the speakers, and yet at one point you can hear Van Halen’s I Can’t Stop Loving You cutting through the noise.

Anyway, here’s a short snippet of the least controversial section: a brief interaction with our waitress. Is this an amateur move, posting it here? I have no idea. But at some point you have to actually, you know, do something with this material. If someone takes offense at this then I guess I really should just hang it up. But yeah, if by some miracle our waitress ever stumbled onto this and complained, then I would totally take it down, though.

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These days, Gabby’s Bar is fairly active on Facebook, although they refer to themselves as Gabby’s Tavern on there. I follow them and occasionally see an update, but haven’t set foot inside the place in quite some time. Amusingly enough, on their Facebook page, they link to a Mapquest profile which people are still leaving comments on as recently as 2022 – I don’t know why, but stuff like that cracks me up, the ancient technology and forums and sites which refuse to die.

This could be a metaphor for the bar itself, actually. Many other businesses have come and gone from this neck of the woods, yet Gabby’s continues to thrive. Based upon the photos of a wood grain looking interior, I would say that hasn’t changed a ton. Ditto the old photographs, often black and white pictures of Hollywood stars from yesterday, and occasional weird art pieces on the walls. Nowadays the focus seems to be on live music, and a renewed dedication to serving food (in fact, I don’t even remember what their grub was like, or if they even had any, back in the early 2000s) such as coney dogs and wings. Did they ever get that pool table, though?

John Hensel is listed as owning Gabby’s from sometime in the 1980s to at least 2022. That’s a remarkable run and it seems unlikely there are very many figures around town who can top this. Actually the Donatos and the Dairy Queen on this circle have both been there since ’97 if not earlier, which also feels like an amazing accomplishment – and Gabby’s has both of them handily beat, because it’s been in operation from 1983, possibly even before then (I can’t seem to find anything else that might have been at 1887 Tamarack Cir N prior to this, nor when Gabby’s itself opened). But whatever the case, even if only existing since ’83, there can’t be many in Cbus who have been in operation this long with the same name.

In October of 2008, Hensel is quoted in the Dispatch concerning an article about some recent break-ins throughout this area. “Forest Park itself is fairly safe,” he says of this region, as someone who lives nearby and also believes the local crime was worse in the ’80s. In 2005, he locked horns with the city over the recently enacted smoking ban, hiring an attorney to fight it – but of course, we all know how this turned out. Finally, I found another sweet Dispatch piece from 1985, which is touting their recently expanded beer garden, with a photo of some Oakland Nursery employees partaking of it and some cold adult beverages back there. Apparently the patio was among the first of its kind on the north side, and won all kinds of awards.

According to this article, Gabby Hartnett was once a co-owner, which is where the place got its name. Surely this could not be the former baseball great, however, although I can’t really tell you that for sure. At the time of this piece, Nancy Grote is the owner, though it is “operated” by Donatos, whatever that means, and therefore serves the full range of that pizza chain’s offerings here. Jim Oeffler is listed as the manager, too, to further muddy these waters on exactly who is running the show here. Apparently the back patio was only “open” through October, and while that might still technically be true, I suspect that nowadays if you want to sit out there drinking your beer like an idiot in the middle of the winter, they would probably let you.

“This is not a loud and rowdy bar,” Grote tells reporter Shelly Bishop, “we have tried to create the environment of a small English pub in an American neighborhood tavern, and I think we’ve succeeded.”

Okay, well, that’s about all I have on this bar at the moment. This strikes me as a short piece, and I always tend to cringe at posting something less substantial. But kind of need to get the ball rolling on this site, and can’t dedicate months to every single item on my to-do list (there are probably at least 100 I have on my little sheet here, of posts that still need written). So this is what I’m going to press with.

I do have a couple more Gabby’s pictures to share. One of these is the result of a camera malfunction, although these can sometimes wind up looking somewhat cool. In this instance, if not for the other back patio photo above, you wouldn’t know what this is. But compared side by side, it becomes pretty obvious:

Gabby's back patio distorted

Then this one is from the “front” parking lot, along Tamarack Circle, although curiously I don’t remember us ever using this lot or its entrance. The one behind the place, which was larger and more centrally located, was always much more convenient, particularly as we were usually coming up from Tamarack Blvd most of the time anyway.

Gabby's parking lot sign