I think we played The Drumstick twice. Each time, it was Winter and a stupid time for a Florida band to be touring the upper Midwest. The first time, we were dismayed to discover that we were playing a “chicken joint.” Then night fell, and the place lit up. Good audience, good sound, etc. We opened for Charlie Burton and the Cut-Outs and played ok, But then he came on and blew our doors in! We came back about a year later (again in Winter), and drove through an awful snow/ice storm. The roads eventually became deserted and we were down to 10-15 miles per hour. Again, we opened for Burton, and again(!) he blew us away.

We liked the club and people though. Lincoln and Omaha, too.

Shared by: Charlie Pickett aka Charlie Pickett and the Eggs

I worked behind the big horseshoe bar during the very early days of the Drumstick booking bands. The holidays were especially wild. I remember the first New Year’s Eve party. It was a busy, wild night. People came with hats and streamers. We planned to pour some Andre at midnight. One fellow was really getting out of hand at a table of four near the front. Now, the Drumstick was an all night restaurant for years before we started booking bands. So we knew late night people acted up. I don’t remember what this particular guy was doing, but it had to be BAD for him to be on Tim’s radar. I watched as Tim told the guy he had to go. Then the guy started walking out with Tim following. I watched and realized someone else needed to be leading the parade. Our entry way had glass everywhere. I took off for the front door but couldn’t get through the crowd fast enough. You can guess what happened. As soon as the guy got to the door he hauled off and put his fist through it. Mother of God what a mess! Glass everywhere, the guy was bleeding. It was pandemonium. I think we wrapped up his hand in one of our bar towels and his friends put him in the car and they left. Someone got some plywood, patched the door, and the band played on…! Never a dull moment at a Drumstick New Year’s Eve.

Shared by: Catherine M Lohmeier

How the Drumstick became a legendary night club is the subject of the documentary.  So as not to steal any thunder from that production, let me just say the spark was a wedding reception held at the Drumstick in 1978.  Larry Boehmer of the Zoo Bar fame had a band called Little Jimmy Valentine and the Heartmurmurs.  That is who played that night in August 1978 .  And the rest is history…

Shared by: Cathy Lohmeier

 

I never got to see them play that night. But the doorman, who was with the band, was kind enough to call me a cab and refund my ticket so I could pay for the ride home.

Shared by: Doug Marx

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