Black Cat Music @ Mary Janes (RIP)

I used to love making my way down to Washington Ave on a Friday or Saturday (or any night of the week) to see a band at Mary Janes or just drink at Mary Janes. It was a dive bar with half-way decent sound, and a killer booking agent (Thanks Hands-Up Houston!). Sadly, Mary Janes is no more. In its place stands a bar that counts its popularity points by the number of too-tight ed hardy or affliction t-shirts… oh and by the number of so-called Cougars on the prowl.

Rest In Peace Mary Janes. You are missed.