Wake & Bakersfield

Hot as fuck in Bakersfield

Mexicali. It’s really not that good.

Dreamz

Everyone has dreams. Don’t spoil them by forgetting to use a toilet seat cover @ the Mint bar.

We’re so dirty.

We’re so dirty.

Antiquing in Woolworth’s.

So that song “Closing Time” was inspired by last call here?

So that song “Closing Time” was inspired by last call here?

Americana.

Americana.

Constructed in 1928, the Padre retained the status of Bakersfield’s premiere bar, long after the hubbub and nightlife on Union Avenue… died out in the Fifties. The hotel’s bar, the Town Casino hosted a girl in a swing, high in the rafters over revelers’ heads. At one point, a girl would cool her heels in a Lucite bathtub as patrons whispered naughty things in her ear through a telephone.

Being too young to have experienced it doesn’t mean I don’t miss the old Padre Hotel.

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