It was a defunct club, the "Bar & Grill". But, as the bartender put it, "the grill's gone, so now it's the Bar & Deep-Fat Fryer". I sat on a bar stool swapping stories with this guy over quarter drafts of Shlitz. He says, "Been great talking with you, but I've gotta get on stage." He was the drummer, the club was packed with about 500 people, I was drunk, and the music was great! I just bought the disc because I lost the cassette. That's how great FOAB is!