Well....no need to repeat what's already on the poster here. But I can tell you that I'm very excited to be taking over Saturday nights from my pal, Joe Garcia, for the month of March. It's some big shoes for me to try and fill. Joe's relieved to have a month off....and everyone's probably relieved that Joe will be back in April.
If you don't know about Landers Brew, there's nothing to really compare it to. It's unlike any other bar on planet Earth....outside of the fact that they have a wall of taps.....lots of bars have that kind of thing. And Landers Brew has a lot of them. The Brew, or LBC, as we affectionately call it, is the little tavern out in the Mojave Desert sand in the unincorporated community that I live on the outskirts of, way out in the creosote and Joshua trees. It's dark out here. Your phone may not work. But the beer is cold, the tunes are excellent, and the camaraderie is real. Landers Brew is the final outpost, the last stop leaving the civilized Mojave. Sometimes you wonder which side of the line that place is on.
If you don't know about Landers Brew, there's nothing to really compare it to. It's unlike any other bar on planet Earth....outside of the fact that they have a wall of taps.....lots of bars have that kind of thing. And Landers Brew has a lot of them. The Brew, or LBC, as we affectionately call it, is the little tavern out in the Mojave Desert sand in the unincorporated community that I live on the outskirts of, way out in the creosote and Joshua trees. It's dark out here. Your phone may not work. But the beer is cold, the tunes are excellent, and the camaraderie is real. Landers Brew is the final outpost, the last stop leaving the civilized Mojave. Sometimes you wonder which side of the line that place is on.
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