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Punk Rock Bowling, Henderson, Nevada
Tom Gabel of Against Me! playing the main stage at Punk Rock Bowling.
Henderson in Nevada, Sunset Station, Punk, Bowling, Pabst Blue Ribbon. What’s the connection? Three words. Punk Rock Bowling – a weekend of raucous and drunken activities having something to do with bowling and music.
Normally, I wouldn’t touch Las Vegas or its ilk with hand sanitizer and a latex glove, but for this I made an exception. My friends said we needed to represent San Diego in the bowling tournament. As a San Diegan I needed to do my part, and as a member of the Methlab bowling team, I made my hometown proud.
I paid $120 for the weekend music pass, getting me into the main and evening venues. So I was set. Just to make sure I was well packed for the three days, I stuffed a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon into my suitcase.
After landing at McCarren, I unpacked two cans of beer, and waited for the Henderson bus. The fare was economical, with $5 getting me a pass good for 24 hours. The best thing was that they paid no attention to the brewery in my luggage.
I unloaded my belongings at the Outpost Motel, which was clean but spartan. And at $45 a night, it was cheap. Before I headed off to the event at the Sunset Station, I dropped by the Joker’s Wild Casino, where I ate steak and lobster for $14. It wasn’t great lobster – or even good lobster – but for the price I wasn’t complaining.
I spent the rest of the weekend watching some of the top names in the punk scene and getting progressively more belligerent from the $2 PBR tall boys being hawked at Hooters. In between my main activities, I paid $20 for an all-day buffet pass offered by the casino so I could load up on prime rib.
Oh, there was also something about bowling – now if I can only recall. They may say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but in Henderson, it’s only what you can remember.
Here's something you might be interested in.
Punk Rock Bowling, Henderson, Nevada
Punk Rock Bowling, Henderson, Nevada
Tom Gabel of Against Me! playing the main stage at Punk Rock Bowling.
Henderson in Nevada, Sunset Station, Punk, Bowling, Pabst Blue Ribbon. What’s the connection? Three words. Punk Rock Bowling – a weekend of raucous and drunken activities having something to do with bowling and music.
Normally, I wouldn’t touch Las Vegas or its ilk with hand sanitizer and a latex glove, but for this I made an exception. My friends said we needed to represent San Diego in the bowling tournament. As a San Diegan I needed to do my part, and as a member of the Methlab bowling team, I made my hometown proud.
I paid $120 for the weekend music pass, getting me into the main and evening venues. So I was set. Just to make sure I was well packed for the three days, I stuffed a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon into my suitcase.
After landing at McCarren, I unpacked two cans of beer, and waited for the Henderson bus. The fare was economical, with $5 getting me a pass good for 24 hours. The best thing was that they paid no attention to the brewery in my luggage.
I unloaded my belongings at the Outpost Motel, which was clean but spartan. And at $45 a night, it was cheap. Before I headed off to the event at the Sunset Station, I dropped by the Joker’s Wild Casino, where I ate steak and lobster for $14. It wasn’t great lobster – or even good lobster – but for the price I wasn’t complaining.
I spent the rest of the weekend watching some of the top names in the punk scene and getting progressively more belligerent from the $2 PBR tall boys being hawked at Hooters. In between my main activities, I paid $20 for an all-day buffet pass offered by the casino so I could load up on prime rib.
Oh, there was also something about bowling – now if I can only recall. They may say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but in Henderson, it’s only what you can remember.