
Yeah, OK. I missed week #8. I was BUSY! I shot G. Love, the Jonas Brothers, & Slipknot all in one week. That's a pretty wide variety of stuff, not to mention A LOT of editing.
I usually start with the bar, but the beer is so freaking GOOD that I'm starting with that.
So...
About the beer: I'm here at week #9 with one GODDAMN fantastic beer. Austin's own Independence Breweing Company's Austin Amber Ale. Independence is a true
local brewery. They've always been a part of the scene. When I worked for Obsolete Industries Amy was always there dropping off free kegs for our parties.

Independence Brewery has the best hand-crafted beer Austin has to offer. Austin Amber is slightly toasty with a nice mild citrus taste. It's just about perfect. It's not too dark, not too sweet, not too bitter, not too hoppy. It's a great blend of all things good. Just like Austin, it's perfect.
About the bar: Oh... the Hole in the Wall. When I first moved to Austin I was told about this bar. There were a lot of differing opinions. I heard "stay away from that place, it's full of coke-heads", I also heard, "the Hole has the best bands...".
Well, I lived real close to the Hole and I quickly became a regular and for a short time I actually worked there. I was the door guy for awhile when I had a broken leg. I couldn't work my regular job and Mike and Debbie let me work there for $30 and a 6 pack a night. The Hole was a great place then (back in the late '90s early ought's), but I'm not gonna lie. The Hole now is a different place.
The Hole in the Wall looks similar, but all of the old intellectuals are gone (the Hole is right across from the campus and attracted quite a few drunken intellectuals). For the most part the crowd is lame college kids and wannabe alt-country fuckers who never saw Courtney Love smoke crack with Lawrence (this is an old school Hole story in which I played a lead role, and NO, I didn't smoke any crack).
I recently moved back into my old neighborhood so the Hole is back on the radar. I went there tonight to do my beer shot. There was a band going on and being my usual cranky self I was skeptical. Well... I'll be dipped in shit! They were good. Damn good. I'm gonna do something here that I NEVER do. I'm gonna plug a band. A band I don't even KNOW. That should tell you something.
The band is called
Clyde and Clem's Whiskey Business These guys are a kinda drunken bluegrass mess, with a sophistication that's similar to a crackhouse jazz quintet. It's a beautiful cacophany. Holy crap! I sound like a record reviewer!

Well, here's the deal. Tuesday Nights.
Clyde and Clem's Whiskey Business. Be there. I will.