There was one time I was driving down Memorial, going pretty fast, and took the 4th ave flyover a lot faster than I should have. Went to downshift to slow down and instead of putting it into 3rd I missed and put it into 1st at about 100 km/h. Completely over-revved the engine so bad that a rod actually shot out of my hood. Coasted along and pulled into the Cecil. I was mad, at myself and my car. Got out and started kicking the car, cursing up a storm. A couple of drunks in the parking lot took notice and came up asking "hey buddy- what's the matter." I replied "****in piston broke." The bigger of the two guys put his hand on my shoulder and said "Ah, don't worry. We've been pissed and broke for years!"
And if your calves are hurting just mention it and Ken will pull your leg for you.
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Wow, what exactly does one have to do to get banned from the Cecil for life?
It was very bad, me and a buddy could have sued for damages to our bodies and the hotel could have sued us for destroying a bunch of tables,chairs,bar mirror, booze and even 2 pinball machines plus the loss of the unfriendly giant bartender/bouncer for at least a month.
Different times back then, Get this, the cops actually brokered a deal that nobody gets charged if we agreed to never to set foot in the place again.
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How does the King Eddie compare to the Cecil? Never had the privilege of gracing this particular establishment, but had many interesting encounters at the King Eddy in the late 90s.
I remember there was a bar above or beside the spotlight, really close anyways, that was a fricken scary place. Can't remember what it was called. Pool table(s) in the back, if you made it that far.
It's funny to read all of you respectable people talk about the Cecil. I grew up in Calgary but live in Saskatoon now. Basically, I was told never to go there, ever. But hearing some of these stories I wish I had gone for the experience.
The environmental (or rather biological) clean up of this site will cost more than the creosote clean up in West village.
A good challenger for this would have been the den during their carpet days. I swear all of my friends had weird sicknesses (green phlegm, etc) from going there
It's funny to read all of you respectable people talk about the Cecil. I grew up in Calgary but live in Saskatoon now. Basically, I was told never to go there, ever. But hearing some of these stories I wish I had gone for the experience.
It's funny to read all of you respectable people talk about the Cecil. I grew up in Calgary but live in Saskatoon now. Basically, I was told never to go there, ever. But hearing some of these stories I wish I had gone for the experience.
So were we, but what kind of fun is that?
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It's funny to read all of you respectable people talk about the Cecil. I grew up in Calgary but live in Saskatoon now. Basically, I was told never to go there, ever. But hearing some of these stories I wish I had gone for the experience.
Speaking of the King Eddy, I was driving a hack back in the 70s and got a call there. Couldn't find my fare but as I was casually looking at the snow covered parking lot across the street, I see this black blob. So I get in my car and drive over to see what it is. There's this guy passed out while probably heading home across the tracks, so I shake his shoulder and ask if he wants a cab. Uh yeah okay he says, so I drive him over to his place in Vic Park. I probably made about a $1.60 but I felt good doing it. I guess the cab business has changed.
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Me and my friends would use the Cecil as the foundation drunk before heading down to Electric ave. It was never that bad at that time, every bar had it's idiots, there were more idiots on Electric ave than in the confines of the Cecil. I don't think the Cecil was the actual problem, the location of the low income housing in relation to the Cecil was the problem. Want stats? Everytime I drive by the Calgary homeless shelter, the cops are there, should we close that down to?
The worst bar back then was the National down off of 9th ave. The bartender would tell you not to go for a pee alone, take a buddy or you might not come back from the can.
I remember driving by the Cecil one night as a young man with my Dad. A gentlemen walked out the front door and tried to light a smoke. Unfortunately for him, he was moving backwards at the same rate of speed as his hand was moving towards the smoke. Watched him fall onto his head as if in slow motion.
Also, helped Buddy Guy get into his cab at the King Eddy at the end of his show - he was majorly ####ed up
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