_ on many, many people's recommendation, we had to head to TC's Lounge, an old-school blues shack out in the west of the city.
_ unfortunately, we got there on a night-between-nights, i.e. a very, very dead night.
_ we ordered pbrs, started a game of pool, and tried to imagine what the place was like on one of the really good nights.
_ tc himself was camped out at a round table in front, watching the lakers game.
_ babygirl was behind the bar.
_ everything was ready for a big night, but it was completely silent.
_ massive speakers ringed the seats, resting on makeshift platforms built from 2x4's.
_ part of the legend of tc's describes the incredible heat of the place, and every fan we saw looked strained and overworked.
_ we made a plan to come back the next night, and to film, but when we spoke to a quite drunk tc, he brushed us off.
_ but the summer's about adventure, so we decided to come back anyway, and if we couldn't film directly, we'd have to record something at least.
_ and so the next night, a big night for the lounge, we came back.
we set ashley up with our wireless mics, sent her in, and recorded sound from the car. check out the video above...