I first went to the Buffalo Bar after hearing about a new night called How Does It Feel To Be Loved? I knew nobody, nor any of the records played. My friend and I sat in the corner and got drunk and felt a bit daft. I think that was about 10 or so years ago. Since then, I’ve visited hundreds of times, met hundreds of people, danced, laughed, cried, been injured, been robbed, seen countless bands, played many times in my own bands, DJed (badly), and even lived in the street behind it. Many of my closest friendships were formed there. It’s so much more than just a music venue; it’s a place I can turn up to alone and know I’ll see familiar faces and bands I want to watch. The staff there are more than just staff; they’re warm-hearted people who look out for you. It’s like a big red womb. It’s one of a kind. The Buffalo Bar may be no more, but the memories will burn brightly. I’m glad to be able to say I was there.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 17:37:08 +0000
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