A mellow lounge this ain't; at night, it's more packed than a subway car. Scrubbed college boys in khakis, country chicks in Wrangler's and business folk in shiny shoes all love the bar's great personality. Graffiti of various ink decorates the brick walls, which are also covered in neon beer monikers, odes to Texas and signs like, "Dance with the one who brung ya or no damn dancin'." Jukeboxes firmly stick to classic country, like Patsy, Hank and Merle. Local and up-and-coming bands play nightly.