The ever-beloved Thong Thursday is no more, thanks to this Pioneer Square mainstay's unfortunate confluence of old construction and certain seismic movements during February of this year. Same as above, minus the thongs.
Ravers come and go, and so do their clubs.
This famous '80s teen haven on the Ave showcased everything from the Dwarves to dance nights. Buried first under poor, doomed Spintron, and now reincarnated as a slick, soulless spot they call Ego. 11. Now sadly replaced by the very unsporty Bad JuJu Lounge. It later offered these and other bands a place to play to youthful audiences that had been shut out of other clubs because of draconian city ordinances. The real bastion of alt-country before it lost its lease and handed the mantle to the Tractor.