Going to the House of Rock is like taking a time machine back to the late 80s. There, big hair and blue eye shadow are still in, as are half shirts and men with pony tails. It's an amazing place full of cheap beer and loud 80s hair-band music, and it is certainly one of my favorite bars in the St. Louis area.This weekend, my husband and I met two of our friends there. Tony and Theresa go to the House of Rock so often that there is a table reserved in their name each Friday evening, and they know the personal life stories of the other regulars. Both of these things make the trip extra fun because I get to sit close to the band and hear about how the lead singer (who bears a miraculous resemblance to Meatloaf) has five children, and now, after a bitter divorce, is dating the tiny blond woman with feathered bangs and skin-tight, acid-washed jeans.
It seems like everyone should have a bar like this in their area; somewhere they can go to people watch and rock with both laughter and music. If you don't, and you are headed to the St. Louis area, send me and email. There's always room for one more at Tony's table.
2 comments:
I would LOVE this place. We used to have a bar here called Decades that was the same idea. Only by the time I found out about it, it closed the week before we went.
So, on second thought, maybe I shouldn't go.
Glad you had such a great time. Looks like the hubs was miserable. ;)
That picture of Jyoti cracks me up! Rock out!
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