Howie's
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The old band would sometimes rent out a small ballroom above a Northside bar. A half-dozen kegs of cheap beer would be enough to make the crowd of teens happy; the drinking age was 18 then.
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One time the floor shook so much that the bar owner told the band to stop. He thought the floor would cave in from the wild dancing.
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After one gig, as we were loading the equipment, we heard a crash.
Then we heard sirens.
That was the last kegger the band threw.
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