Thanksgiving break was yet another great time off spent with my friends. Wednesday night before turkey day my friend Dave's band was playing a show at small venue called Hotel Vernon in Kelly Square, Worcester. This would be the first time visting the bar at Hotel Vernon for myself and a few of my boys. It was an extraordinarily warm night Wednesday, we had planned on doing a bar crawl up and down Shrewsbury Street and make our way over to Kelly Square towards the start of the opening acts. With the only cloud in the sky coming from my ciggarette we had begun our night with the Wonder Bar for some pitchers of beer and pizza that was phenomenal. After meeting up with an old high school teacher for dinner and a few other friends back from school, we marched down around the Union Circle Train Station and ventured down Water St. to the Hotel. I had no idea what to imagine but was soon to be in for an eye-opener. Imagine the scuzziest hotel that you would see in a horror flick, runned down with half of the letters marking its name unlit. The bar was located in the basement of the Hotel right in the heart of the roundabout at Kelly Square. As you walked through the door your hit with a musty old building smell, unlike any I have experienced before. I soon got over the smell quick after hearing there were $1 Narragansett beers served in ice cold mugs as well as all the hot peanuts we could eat. The bar was littered with city folk and peanut shells. I had been anticipating the show all night, a mix of Hardcore rock and punk (not for the easy listener). The first two acts had finished around midnight and then Dave's band The Decline took the stage. They rocked. I left the bar with ringing ears, a full stomach and near seeing two of everything. Our trip to Hotel Vernon was quite the time. It was my kind of place, one that is open to all kinds of crowds and plays live music.
