Down in the dirty south

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The beds get more and more comfortable as the trip progresses.

After getting away from the MASSIVE mountains of Tennessee (coughsarcasmcough), and apparently crossing into Alabama at some point in time, I arrive in the dirty south.  ATL, represent!  Since before I left, everyone has told me how horrible the traffic in Atlanta would be, but I rolled into town with no issues whatsoever.  On a Monday, even.  I found my place for the night fairly easily; it was less that 2 blocks from downtown and right off a main road.  After bringing my equipment inside and taking a quick shower, my CSing host and I headed off to meet a fellow Couch Surfer at a place called Eddie's Attic.  Apparently people travel for hundreds of miles to take a crack at the $60 weekly prize because they have a final showcase  where all the winners compete for $1000.

Eddie's Attic. Good tunes, great food and a nice atmosphere.
  From what I was told, this is the place that John Mayer was discovered, so it's pretty hot competition.  We got a table and I ordered up a giant chicken burger with American cheese, mushrooms and bacon with a side of sweet potato fries and a tasty local beer (although I can't remember the name of it.  Something golden....).  Since I have been living off of coffee and Red Bull and only really eating 1 meal a day, this was some good grub.  Sweet potato fries are my new favorite side dish.


The people who were rocking out on stage were pretty decent, some played strictly musical sets on guitar, others sang and played the piano, and there were a few duos.  The best set was done by two older gentlemen who played a slow folky tune and sang about biscuits.

Night Wall 1
  You realized halfway through the song that he was actually singing about breasts, but he did it with such a straight face that it took you a moment to catch on.  After the competition we headed over to a bar across the street that had dozens and dozens of hard-to-find beers, most of them on tap.  Old Chicago's beer wall paled in comparison to this place.  I tried another local beer called "Sweetwater", and it was the most god-awful combination of fruit and malt that I have ever tasted in my life.  But I didn't pack up my stuff and go cross-country just to drink Bud Light over and over again.


On the way back to the house, my host showed me around the Little 5 Points section of Atlanta and let me know where to go hunting for graffiti.  Atlanta is literally covered in art; I could have spend days photographing the hundreds of murals, throws, stencils, stickers and wheatpaste that were around.  I flicked a few walls and then we headed back to the house.  Since it was closing in on 3AM, I crashed out on the futon and caught some shut-eye.


Tomorrow:  Graffiti Hunting I Go.

wanderingstars says:
Sweet potato chips are darn good, too. There was a place in MO I used to always get fresh ones from, mmmmmmmmmm... I miss those!
Posted on: Feb 17, 2007
vances says:
Eddie's Attic & Little Five Points both rock! Dunno if Kodac Harrison is still around, but I caught him in the 'Attic' circa 1990 and he was awesome...they get a lot of great blues acts too. Little Five Points is definitely the most grooving neighborhood in Atlanta, glad you got to enjoy!
Posted on: Feb 15, 2007
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