Back in the day,
it would have been no music, quiet enough for me to get a table to myself that I could spread The Guardian out flat on, guest bitters, normal bar snacks and Sky Sports News on all day but, crucially, no live sport at all. Except possibly cricket. And a barman who controlled the music with an iron fist and had similar taste to me. So basically, it was The Swan.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 26 Jan 2012, 10:19, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Many years ago I used to rehearse above a pub
The landlord showed me a button he had behind the bar which allowed him to skip any track that he didn't like that came on the jukebox.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Thu 26 Jan 2012, 10:21, Reply)

That would certainly make working behind a bar more bearable.
The one pub I worke in didn't have a jukebox, luckily, just an old tape player that I could put what I wanted on. Or at least, when I was working the afternoon shift on my own I could anyway.

The hotel I worked in had Nat King Cole on a loop though. I am sure Nat King Cole doesn't really deserve to be hated quite as much as I hate him after that.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 26 Jan 2012, 10:24, Reply)