Here's a photo of Fort Worth, Texas's 1912 Club.

1912 Hemphill Club

 

A poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

 

VERSE 1

Ventured out on a Saturday night

To hear hear the band Indigo Audio.

Ventured out on a Saturday night

Glad I did, just to hear "Mexico".

 

VERSE 2

Headed straight to South Fort Worth

Sporting a shirt with a collar.

Headed straight to South Fort Worth

Cover charge was just five dollars.

 

VERSE 3

I threw down a Mickey's.

The vibe was right for malt liquor.

A Mickey's Fine Malt Liquor posing on the green felt of a pool table at 1912 Club.

I threw down a Mickey's.

It helped to get my buzz on quicker.

 

VERSE 4

We all cried Uncle.

We all cried Uncle Will.

We all cried Uncle.

At the club 1912 Hemphill.

 

VERSE 5

We head banged to Moon Grave.

The lead channeled Kurt Cobain.

We head banged to Moon Grave.

Felt his anger, and his pain.

 

VERSE 6

Angelika brought me a longneck.

She's the lounge's proprietor.

Pic of the west side of the 1912 Club in Fort Worth.

Angelika brought me a longneck.

She must have noticed I was quieter.

 

VERSE 7

We rocked to Roar Shack.

In Austin, he's not a stranger.

We rocked to Roar Shack.

He shouted out:  "Danger!  Danger!"

 

VERSE 8

Photo of the front of the 1912 Club on Hemphill just south of Downtown Fort Worth, Texas.

Can't beat a semi-hollowbody.

They're a must have, for a band.

Can't beat a semi-hollowbody.

They offer feedback on command.

 

VERSE 9

Took some photos in daylight.

More inspiration was my plan.

Took some photos in daylight.

Guy was out front crushing beer cans.***

 

 

VERSE 10

Dropped by 2 weeks later.

Hoping for more live musica.

Dropped by 2 weeks later.

Got to dance with Angelika.

 

 

VERSE 11

The sign for Leslie's Sports Bar on Rosedale in Fort Worth, which is a Honduran club with a DJ who plays primarily Hispanic and Latino music.

We headed out at midnight.

To check out the competition.

We headed out at midnight.

Both still in good condition.

 

 

VERSE 12

Leslie's had a pulsing groove.

Kept things hoppin' with a DJ.

Leslie's had a pulsing groove.

Twas the eve of his birthday.

 

VERSE 13

Photo of the Latino bar known as Leslie's Sports Bar on Rosedale Street, part of Fort Worth's Southside district.

Heading back to 1912.

I was cool with getting home tardy.

Heading back to 1912.

Hondurans do know how to party.

 

 

 

 

VERSE 14

Watched Ms. A arrange red roses.

A suitor had sent her those flowers.

Watched Ms. A arrange red roses.

Drivings nerve racking, at those hours.

 

 

 

 

Image Courtesy of Dreamy Life Records and Music & The Syndicate - Transcend Promotions

VERSE 15

Headed back for the FUNK FEST,

A benefit for a new sound system.

Headed back for the FUNK FEST,

With Vicious Firs.  I wouldn't miss 'em.

 

VERSE 16

Arrived at the venue early,

Had The Colonel's pot pie for nutrition.

Arrived at the venue early,

Got mooned.  Worth the price of admission.

 

VERSE 17

Artists recognize a muse's call.

Last time I got mooned was 1980.

Artists recognize a muse's call.

But this could be my first...by a lady.

 

BRIDGE

She's a peacock.

She's a pheasant.

She's a princess.

She's a peasant.

I asked Rickey her name.

He said Lindsay or Leslie.

She left as fast as she came.

And her back side impressed me.

 

VERSE 18

The Vogue Machine started the show.

They were a DJ and a bassist.

The Vogue Machine started the show.

Was my electro aversion baseless?

 

VERSE 19

Appraising the artist called Squanto.

A Garth Brooks comparison isn't fair.

Appraising the artist called Squanto.

I wonder where he might take "La Mer".

 

VERSE 20

And if that cover went viral.

His prospects in Europe would be better.

And if that cover went viral.

He might just open for David Guetta.

 

VERSE 21

Lady Kira picked up the beat.

They've played Gas Monkey Live.

Lady Kira picked up the beat.

Then The Thyroids shook up that dive.

 

VERSE 22

Left after the Vicious Firs,

Felt I'd gathered enough material.

Left after the Vicious Firs,

I headed home to a bowl of cereal.

 

VERSE 23

Checked out the club's facebook page.

Had to see all the new music videos.

Checked out the club's facebook page.

By Gringos and by Latinos.

 

The End

 

Copyright © Michael Kimbro 2015.  All rights reserved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

***  Weirdness in South Fort Worth...

 

Note that in the photo below there are no beer cans present.

 

After I photographed the front of the building, this guy comes from around the north side of the building and starts to scatter empty beer cans out in front of the 1912 Club.

 

Then, when the brisk wind began blowing the cans south, he crushed each can with his foot, presumably so that they wouldn't blow away.  Twas bizzare behavior indeed.