The Pixies take me back to my early 20's. Every time I had a crush on someone, it seemed they would stroll in to the bar when ever one of their songs started up on the juke box.
We all hung out at Charlie's Kitchen in Harvard Square, it was filthy, and smokey, all the food was flat enough to slide under a door, and we drank out weight in Sexy-Sexies every single night of the week. No matter what, we would all end up there at the end of the night, like a tree house for drunks. I also worked there, all my time was spent sitting next to David Mammet .
Even the mention of the name: "CHARLIE'S", sends a flood of memories rushing into my head...
1.) Making out with a guy in a top hat after using maraschino cherries to draw in my sketch book.
2.)Barfing in the bathroom, getting slapped in the ass on the way back to my seat, grabbing the guy by the back of the head and giving him a big-barfy-french kiss and saying:"thanks for objectifying me, how's my lunch taste?"
3.)Feeding all the lobsters in the tank because I felt bad, and finding out they all died the next day because they pooped all over the tank and it had to be cleaned.
4.) Dancing on a table to "Love is A Battlefield" with an old guy in a tuxedo.
5.)Spraying a table full of Harvard kids with the soda gun during "Rolling on the River".
6.)having to use the men's bathroom and reading "The Charlie's waitresses are cool angels" on the stall door.
7.)I once waited on AC/DC and had no idea, they were so nice to me.
8.) I watched Iggy Pop eat a pink pulled pork sandwich.
9.)I tackled a man stealing from the cigarette money...
10.) I saw a man take out a tooth in order to eat a plate of spaghetti...he tried to throw it in the trash, he missed and then some one stepped on it and you could hear it drag across the floor...
11.) listening to Faith No More's version of Easy Like Sunday Morning...millions of times.
12.) The Boys: tj, Andy, Sean Jones, Haskell, Chris Olds, Mike Mac Donald, Brent, Tony, Will, Brian Murry and the Black Russians, Sean, Lil' B, Charlie...
13.) The Girls: Drummy, Annemarie, Kelley, Brenda, Jenn, Helen, Angie, Carley, Dana, Larissa...
You could always count on a few things: your friends were there, the place smelled bad, the double cheese burger was only 3 bucks and you were going to have the best time ever.
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1) Having my wallet stolen (with more money than I ever carry except for that night) by a toothless guy that I felt bad for - his cover was looking at that stack of catalogues always stacked at the end of the bar. I asked if he was looking for something for his parents for Christmas. There were off-duty cops chowing downstairs but it was too late. What a dumbass I was.
2) Having someone look at me using a pocket mirror, under the door, while I peed in that fithy bathroom. I said, "EXCUSE ME" and the mirror went away.
3) Finding out that the waitress who always hit on my (then) boyfriend was not lying and actually *was* fucking Moby. And that he liked to do her up the ass. And then they opened a tea shoppe.
4) While seated, eating at Charlie's, new (now current) boyfriend says, "I have something to tell you that I'm not sure you'll like." Ok?? "I kind of had sex with our waitress."
5) Four years of hosting karaoke.
Yes. Charlie's is built on an ancient burial ground.
4. might be the funniest thing...he's so honest and good that way, not that it was a good situation, just knowing him, Oh Summertime!!!
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