Soul II Soul: Ghetto Plastic Cups And An Ass Shakin’ Dance Floor
Soul II soul is a bar I’ve been going to for years. Back when I used to live off the Gates stop, it was a place I went on my way home. I knew the the door man, Jimmy; I knew the owner, Easy, who would sit at the end of the bar and shout my name in his Nigerian accent as I walked through the door; and I knew all the regulars. I used to write poetry in this place! What was I thinking? Flashing lights everywhere, a disco ball, a stripper pole, loud music all night, weird stares, suspicious “Bed-Stuy do or die” characters, a frisk down at the door – God, help me!
Well, it wasn’t all a complete waste of time. The well drinks were, and still are, $3 (served in plastic cups, for class) and the PBR’s were $2. I don’t know if I got any good writing done at this spot, but I definitely got my drinks down and every so often some chick with braids, gold fronts and great big lips would escort me to the dance floor… But that’s a-whole-nother story.
I suggest going to this spot if you wanna get the $3 well drinks, smoke in the backyard and dance to ass poppin’ hot jams. It’s a great spot to go after you’ve had a few too many, and wanna get a night cap and dance yo’ ass off. But don’t act like a fool here, or you’ll know about it the hard way.
Soul II Soul
1186 Broadway (between Lafayette Ave. and Kossuth Pl.)
image from BedStuy.patch.com