"Are you a wussy?" the bartender said.
"What? I'm sorry?" I replied.
"Are you a wussy?" he repeated.
Did he just call me a wussy? I thought. What's this?, we've just walked in and this guy's calling me a wussy. I don't know how to answer, exactly, I mean, I'm not even sure I know exactly what a wussy is. I lean over the bar, to hear better. "Yeah, I'm not sure what you said." trying once more to understand. If he says it again it's go time, pal! I'm thinking.
"Are you here to see the Wussys?" He speaks louder now, so I can hear him.
"Oh, yeah, well no, I mean, I guess so." I manage to utter. "Is that one of the bands playing tonight?" I ask.
"Yeah", he says. "I figured you were here to see them, or maybe one of the other bands."
"Right, yeah, what time do they start?" I ask, trying to recover and at least sound mildly aware of why I'm there.
"Not till 10:00 - 10:30." he answers. "Not sure who's playing first."
"Oh," I say. "Oh," says Daisy, my companion this night. It's 8:30. We have almost two hours to wait before the first band starts playing.
One advantage to arriving early to Andyman's Treehouse Tavern is you can beat the cover charge. But two hours is a long time to wait around, and other than a pool table, there's not a lot to do. After a quick beer we decided to go get something to eat and come back later. Joe (Jejune Joe, who is not Snarky Tim) at the door was nice enough to give us a secret code to get back in without paying the cover. When we returned he remembered us so we didn't get to use the code, but we did get a shot of Joe with Daisy, in front of the soon to be reviewed Ladies Room.The one feature of Andyman's Treehouse that you're not likely to find anywhere else is of course the tree growing up through the floor and out the roof of the building. Let me just say that the tree is really something to see. It's huge, and takes up a large portion of the room that the bands play in. Great, unless you got stuck standing behind the tree. I often found myself peering around the side trying to get a glimpse of the band. That aside, this is a great place to see a band, as the small room means that you are immersed in sound. After 3 or 4 songs, we had to take a break to the main room to give our hearing a rest. But, wow, it was intense. Really cool.
First up on this night was the Kyle Sowashes, who I liked a lot. For some reason I felt the desire to buy a t-shirt, probably because they were sitting on the table right next to me. I was gonna leave the money on the table, but Daisy didn't think it would stay there too long, so we tracked down Kyle to pay him. He was cool to talk to and we got a great pic of him making the face that is printed on the shirt. Thanks, Kyle.
Next up was Wussy and it was worth the wait. This band from Cincinnati really rocked the place. I'm no music reviewer, by any means, but I was impressed with the quality of the bands here this night. And all for only $5.00. The Cusaks were up last, and they were pretty good too, although by that time our hearing was so battered that we retreated to the main room for most of their set. I was a little disappointed that neither John nor Joan Cusak were in the band. Oh well.
Rating: 1-5
4 PintsWould I go back?
Yes, Definitely. Just not too early.
Fresh as a Daisy Bathroom Rating
I am so excited to write my first review for "Fresh as a Daisy". As you may have already read in Chris's posts, the blog will be hosting a women's bathroom rating.
I know this seems to be an odd thing to rate, but if Chris can rate 80 bars in Columbus, why can't I rate 80 bar bathrooms? Besides, I think this will be helpful for both men and women. Men, if you are taking a woman out on a date, wouldn't you want to know that the bar bathroom your date will use will be pleasant? Women, if you know you are going to a certain bar, wouldn't you want to know what to expect? Exactly.
So, on to Andyman's...when I first walked into the bar, my first impression was "dive". As Chris mentioned, we were very early and the place was dead. Immediately, I was thinking this is going to be a long night. The place looked like a basement with a stocked bar. There was a leather sofa sitting area, accessorized with an Elvis lamp and a little coffee table. The bar stools are that 1970's black vinyl high back kind that squeak when you swivel. Needless to say, I was expecting the bathroom to be comparable.
The women's bathroom is tucked away in a corner of the bar. It's a single stall long rectangular bath with light purple walls. What impressed me most was that throughout the night, the room was well stocked with paper towels, toilet paper, and hand soap. Being a healthcare professional, hand soap and paper towels are a necessity. The bathroom, was clean and there were no apparent plumbing problems. Ladies, bad luck if you are looking for a full length mirror. The only mirror is a gold framed mirror that is directly above the sink basin, with adequate lighting for makeup touchups.
Rating: 1-5
3.5 Daisys.Definitely would go back just to watch some of the bands, and will probably have to visit the bathroom during the course of the night.
Next stop, were going to visit Spiro's Scioto Inn on Tuesday, about 6:30, after Andy and Harry play frisbee golf. Join us!
Spiro's, 3140 Riverside Drive, 43221 (map)
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