Do Your Part and Move Along

In the great pantheon of Austin clubs, live music bars, dives, and dumps, Hole in the Wall on Guadalupe Street looms large. Probably top five. It’s been a thing since the early ’70s, and plenty of people have come out of there and played on the stage and all that kind of stuff. There’s all kinds of memorialization of folks in the front room. Photographs, drawings, paintings. There’s like a 50-head Mount Rushmore, pen-and-ink kind of drawing. All kinds of stuff. You may be unsurprised to know that there’s no monument to me there. Not that I want there to be. I certainly don’t need it. If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know that I do have a pretty rooted bass-player mentality, where pushing from behind and helping everything along is my thing. This all being said, in the early 2000s, The Hole in the Wall place was closed. Had a for-sale sign on it, and that was it. It was on the side of Guadalupe Street, on the northernmost end of what everyone calls the Drag, that wasn’t…