Here’s a bar and music spot we should get Swing a Cat a gig at sometime… maybe. I still want to go there, though. Even after finding some online reviews:
“Manages to be divey without being skanky. The phrase “ragged glory” comes to mind.”
“Classic Tacoma. Small, cramped and smells horrible. Locals love it. Yes, it’s a dive … in the truest sense.”
“This is NOT the place to go to meet [classy] chicks, order a margarita, have a sit down meal with your significant other, or watch the game with your buddies. This is one of the last bastions of Gritty City greatness, you should go experience it.”
