Drinking, Dancing and Flogging Molly
By CRYSTAL K. WIEBE
After a solid-drunk weekend, I wasn’t looking to party down again on Monday night. But it’s hard to turn down a shot of Jameson when a member of Flogging Molly is offering.
What else would you do with an Irish punk band besides drink?
On the night before Flogging Molly’s sold-out show at the Beaumont Club, this Buckle Bunny ran into the band at Karma, where the Monday night special is two-for-one you-call-its.
It’s a favorite special of my partner in rock and roll mayhem, the lovely Double-Down Dixie. She’s the one who spotted Flogging Molly – incidentally, her favorite band – when they showed up unexpectedly at the bar. And she made us a shot-buying friend out of guitarist Dennis Casey when he needed a little help getting the bartender’s attention.
Over the next couple of hours, Casey insisted the wedding band on his left hand was actually his father’s, gave us romantic advice (“He’s so obviously not the right man for you!”), bought us several beers, offered a back-cracking demonstration and promised us free Flogging Molly DVDs and lots more fun at the concert tomorrow.
Photo by Marc Shank
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