In my bar days, a paying customer was appreciated by the bar keep. poetry reading would last about 2 minutes in that bar! IF the bar keep wanted to make a living, he/she would go for the drinkers!
Once upon a time, a Beat poet named Royston Ellis went to Liverpool and asked around for a band to back him while he read his poetry. Someone said: “Go see John, he’s trying to put together a band.”
Some years later, while they were sitting around, Paul asked him: “So, what do you want to do with your life?” Royston replied: “I want to become a paperback writer, that’s where the money is.”
How much better this would’ve gone over if Andy’s lines rhymed: What’s going on in here, Jack?! > I never thought I would say this but, bring Guitar Bob back!!
bring on the rhyme, bring on the meter. when Andy is done, there won’t be no “reader”. just a drink and a scuffle, with a hint of a hustle, will tell the night’s tale of the best tasting ale. so empty your wallet boys, or at least open your purse, get the show on the road before Capp needs a nurse.
All Jack has to do is hire “purty and sexy” barmaids and men with cash will flock like fleas on a dog. Low class – no class – Jack won’t care when cash is raking in.
seanfear 11 months ago
because a pub without a brawl is … not a pub, right Andy?
WelshRat Premium Member 11 months ago
First thing needed to get a better class of customer is to bar a certain customer, Jack…
snsurone76 11 months ago
Face it, Jack—as long as that worthless moocher keeps dropping in, you’ll NEVER attract a better class of customers.
Imagine 11 months ago
Andy could turn it into a poetry slam.
The dude from FL Premium Member 11 months ago
In my bar days, a paying customer was appreciated by the bar keep. poetry reading would last about 2 minutes in that bar! IF the bar keep wanted to make a living, he/she would go for the drinkers!
kbyrdleroy123 11 months ago
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme.
blunebottle 11 months ago
Once upon a time, a Beat poet named Royston Ellis went to Liverpool and asked around for a band to back him while he read his poetry. Someone said: “Go see John, he’s trying to put together a band.”
Some years later, while they were sitting around, Paul asked him: “So, what do you want to do with your life?” Royston replied: “I want to become a paperback writer, that’s where the money is.”
And, he did.
BenGMan 11 months ago
Jack, you’ll get small customers forever. Get over it.
Calvinist1966 11 months ago
Poetry is appropriate today as tonight is Burns Night and Scots around the world will celebrate the poetry of Rabbie Burns.
Troglodyte 11 months ago
Shocking to hear this from Andy! Calm him down with a drink, Jack.
cracker65 11 months ago
Get out Andy
markkahler52 11 months ago
How much better this would’ve gone over if Andy’s lines rhymed: What’s going on in here, Jack?! > I never thought I would say this but, bring Guitar Bob back!!
Count Olaf Premium Member 11 months ago
When The Count first glanced at the first panel, The Count thought it said “Ales and Wings”. Still early. On the first cuppa.
Count Olaf Premium Member 11 months ago
Maybe that IS Guitar Bob.
Saddenedby Premium Member 11 months ago
bring on the rhyme, bring on the meter. when Andy is done, there won’t be no “reader”. just a drink and a scuffle, with a hint of a hustle, will tell the night’s tale of the best tasting ale. so empty your wallet boys, or at least open your purse, get the show on the road before Capp needs a nurse.
scote1379 Premium Member 11 months ago
Andy, could be worse, open Mike Stand-up nite !
rshive 11 months ago
You miss Bob that badly, Andy?
MuddyUSA Premium Member 11 months ago
A better class of customer in his pub?
Angry Indeed Premium Member 11 months ago
If Jack wants to attract culture, he needs to ditch the ale and stock up on wine and apertifs and hire a classical chamber ensemble for music.
tcayer 11 months ago
The fact that you feel repelled is part of his plan…
cuzinron47 11 months ago
It didn’t work Jack, Andy’s still there.
Linguist 11 months ago
I thought Andy was one of the flounding members of the Rose & Crown Kulture Klub?
CorkLock 11 months ago
All Jack has to do is hire “purty and sexy” barmaids and men with cash will flock like fleas on a dog. Low class – no class – Jack won’t care when cash is raking in.
Number Three 11 months ago
I do love a good poem. I’ve actually written a few myself (not published) but now I can’t remember how they go so I can’t share.
Sigh. Haha.
xxx
tad1 11 months ago
Better poetry than performance art.
eddi-TBH 11 months ago
My vote is for Bob.