August 5, 2005
The inside immediately reminded me of somewhere you might see in New Orleans. The walls are exposed brick with artifacts, flags, and old photographs of Southerners dressed in their Sunday finest--possibly taken over 100 years ago. The staff was courteous and as attentive as they could be to the standing room-only crowd.
The band we were captivated by was talented, playful with the crowd, and fun to be around. I believe they called themselves the MOJO Blues Band. The crowd ranged in ages from the barely legal to empty nesters. We could hardly peel ourselves off our bar stools when it was time to go - it was that enjoyable.
From journal Musical Memphis