Just when you think you’ve been called every name in the book, along comes a new moniker. In response to a posting of mine on Nashville Metroblogging complaining of lack of dancing options in Nashville, Omri Ceren posted an article on Gridskipper purporting to list dance venues and, incidentally, referring to me as a “carpetbagging hottie.” Heh. Best left-handed compliment ever. I got a good giggle out of it, anyway.

But as to the original matter of the postings: dancing is not really a priority at most of the venues cited in Omri’s piece. I’ve been to Mercy Lounge quite a few times, and I can’t say there’s been dancing on any of those occasions — at least not by the bar’s patrons. And I’ve seen fights almost break out at Beer Sellar and Legend’s Corner, but I’ve never seen dancing break out at either venue. But Lipstick Lounge is a valid suggestion (one I’d already considered and dismissed, but may reconsider), and this NV Nightclub is news to me. I may have to go check that out.

I’ll be sure to carry my carpetbags when I go.

“Carpetbagging hottie”

9 thoughts on ““Carpetbagging hottie”

  • October 16, 2006 at 11:28 am
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    What about Play? I haven’t been in quite some time since no one will ever go with me (hint, hint), but there was dancing aplenty as of a year and a half ago or so…

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  • October 16, 2006 at 11:32 am
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    I’ve only been there once, and it’s true, there was dancing going on. That was almost the venue I suggested when the coworkers and I went out, but my recollection of it was that there was a lot of grindy dancing going on between members of the same sex, which is all good and well, but might have been a little more graphic than this crowd was ready for. Or not! I don’t know. I just thought Tribe seemed “safer.” But we should definitely check out Play sometime.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 11:41 am
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    My carpetbagging hottie of a husband is attempting to remedy his Yankee status with pot liquor.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 11:51 am
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    Frightening. Truly.

    Speaking of bourbon (as he did somewhere within his post), have I mentioned that Karsten has become a bourbon drinker since we moved here? He drinks Bulleit. I’ve tried it, but I’m more a raspberry vodka kind of girl. Not very Southern of me, I know.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 12:06 pm
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    Most of the time, the greens he makes are veg. I like the broth (likker) from them–we add hot pepper and plenty of onion and garlic. Add in the various greens and you get a great spicy broth. Very tasty.

    As for bourbon, I’m blessed enough to react to it (allergic), which makes no sense, given that it’s distilled liquor. Perhaps the casks don’t like me.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 12:48 pm
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    NV is no more, it closed a few months ago. There was a goth/industrial night there that moved over to Decades — I have no idea what that place is like every other night but it looks dance-club-esque.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 12:58 pm
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    Ooh, good info on both counts. Thanks for the update.

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  • October 16, 2006 at 1:02 pm
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    You should so get a carpet shoulder bag for the next Nashville Blogger party. 🙂

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  • October 16, 2006 at 1:07 pm
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    My friends have danced at Legend’s, but they were the only people doing it. The crowd loved it, though. And a lot of people used to dance at the Bluegrass Inn (? the place next to Tootsie’s) decked out in their 50s gear. I haven’t noticed them recently, though. But I didn’t really think that was the kind of dancing you meant.

    Perhaps you should take a weekend trip to Memphis and go to Raiford’s Hollywood. Now, that’s a place to dance!

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