Becca S.
Yelp
When it came time to divvy up my folks' genes, I was given all the science/math nerd DNA from my mom, while my little sis got tons of art and music talent from my dad's side. I am not bitter, no not at all. She now sings in a do-wop band*, and the S family reunion in Austin this weekend happily coincided with a gig at the Carousel Lounge, which is a very, very strange place, especially for parents.
The bar occupies what I imagine to be an abandoned Knights of Columbus Hall that sits on a deserted corner next to the interstate. Both the interior and exterior have been covered in circus- and carousel-themed murals, so if you find clowns, etc creepy or scary, you'd do best to do your drinking elsewhere. These are nightmare-grade, horror movie-appropriate clowns, and they're everywhere.
And speaking of drinking, this bar is BYO booze.
I'll give you a moment for that to sink in. Apparently the "set-up" bar, in which the bar doesn't sell liquor but charges you for ice, glasses, and mixers, is somewhat common in TX, but I was unfamiliar. Fortunately, Carousel Lounge is flanked on one side by a liquor store. Unfortunately, it closed at 9, so I sadly didn't get the full set-up experience. Next time, for sure.
Other Carousel features include individual jukeboxes in the front booths, a pinball machine, a walk-in telephone booth, and an almost life-sized plastic pink elephant that watches you from the back. There were also a couple of children running around. I can't decide if Carousel Lounge is ridiculously awesome or just plain ridiculous, and that confusion...well, that seems just about right.
*She is too good for this band. If any of you are a producer looking to sign a super cute and talented white soul singer, PM me.