Memories of Weird Nights at Soon to be Closed 21 Club
Apparently the 21 Club is closing. Ain’t that some shit? That is the last bar in the world I would’ve thought would hit the chopping block, mainly because it’s at the corner of “rob someone” and “stab someone”.
I wrote about the 21 Club in my book Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in San Francisco. It was a fun and weird night. I guess there’s no better time to share it than now.
21 Club: 98 Turk @ Taylor
It was around 1am and I’d been out researching Tenderloin bars since roughly 10:30pm; needless to say I was pretty drunk. Despite this, I was not prepared to look out the window and see a middle aged Asian guy with orange, battery powered, glowing/blinking glasses, who was waving a wand crowned with an equally luminescent snow-globe type thing. He was also pushing around three huge duffle bags, on a cart, each filled with more glowing/blinking toys. I’m pretty sure the guy had accidentally stepped through a wormhole and was actually from another dimension. Just when I said “Who the hell in the Tenderloin is gonna buy that shit” Kenny walked in with his own pair of glasses and a wand. The Loin is a strange fucking place at night and Club 21 is a great spot to meet some of its most interesting characters.
RIP 21 Club.
What are your 21 Club memories? Leave them in the comments
photo from soapbox despot
You Might Also Like
