Played the "Vagina Room" at Olafs in Ballard last night.
Zenith or nadir of my career?
I don't know...
 

Well Done!
 
:-)

At our age, just getting into the Vagina Room is an accomplishment, even if it's over too soon. OTOH, it's in Ballard. 
 
Don't feel bad, though. My new gig is in a sports bar in South Everett, setting up in front of the dart machines (which we unplug lest the drunks be tempted to toss projectiles past our heads). To be sure, it's no Vagina Room. But then it's not Ballard, either.

"At our age, just getting into the Vagina Room is an accomplishment"
Hence the title "finally got back in".
One nighter, one setter, at the VR; what could be better?
Could be the "climax" of my career, eh?
 

Oh ever one I been in was roomy. Wait...did I say that out loud?

bitflipper
At our age, just getting into the Vagina Room is an accomplishment, even if it's over too soon. OTOH, it's in Ballard. 
 
Don't feel bad, though. My new gig is in a sports bar in South Everett, setting up in front of the dart machines (which we unplug lest the drunks be tempted to toss projectiles past our heads). To be sure, it's no Vagina Room. But then it's not Ballard, either.

One of these days (when I can afford the gas - lol) I'll need to drive the 160 miles up there to watch a gig.  I used to love going out to live gigs, but most of them around here are of the five band, 30-minute variety - bleh.

craigb

bitflipper
At our age, just getting into the Vagina Room is an accomplishment, even if it's over too soon. OTOH, it's in Ballard. 
 
Don't feel bad, though. My new gig is in a sports bar in South Everett, setting up in front of the dart machines (which we unplug lest the drunks be tempted to toss projectiles past our heads). To be sure, it's no Vagina Room. But then it's not Ballard, either.

One of these days (when I can afford the gas - lol) I'll need to drive the 160 miles up there to watch a gig.  I used to love going out to live gigs, but most of them around here are of the five band, 30-minute variety - bleh.

So those are referred to as "quickies"?

Was it roomy there in that room?

 
 

I smell Freudian double entendres

It was kinda tite and inimate, now that you mention it...