The fusion of Expressions open mic and Perspectives open mic, Underdog Academy’s own Cleavon Prophessorx Matthews, Kyle Flemings and Leroy Da’Vaughn Bean co-host with Shema to bring you an open mic community for all artist to come share and grow. Every 2nd and 4th Thursday of every month. Come vibe with us!
Been chasing your tail looking for a good watering hole?
New things are happening under the woof, err. roof at Dog’s Breath Tavern on Whipp Road in Kettering. New owner Gary Leasure has already set some of his vision in motion. Keeping with the dog theme, he has revamped the menu and promises even more improvements and innovations.
As for drinks, he is focusing on having beer available from every Dayton Brewery. You could literally do a brew tour without leaving your bar stool. He is working out distribution with some of the breweries, and has some Dayton beers on tap already. Right now they have Toxic, Warped Wing, and Yellow Springs Brewery beer on draught. Dog’s Breath will feature Ohio Breweries on tap as well. Click HERE for full beer list.
Gary has owned bars before and he hopes to use his experience to make some big changes. Some things to look for are pool leagues, dart leagues, karaoke, NFL game specials, new HD TV’s, and bands every week. The huge restaurant provides a great venue for live music, and a fun atmosphere for watching sports. Unofficially, one area could be called the “Dawg Pound” and another the “Jungle.”
“Shed” what you knew about this place and let us “retrieve” the scoop on this revamped spot.
HERE’S THE SKINNY:
— The tavern is located at 1912 E. Whipp Rd in Kettering,
— Hours are: Mon – Thurs: 3pm – Midnight, Fri – Sat: 11am – 2:30am, Sun: 11am – Midnight
— FREE POOL on Tuesday nights
— Wednesdays are Warped Wednesdays, $1 off Warped Wing pints, and open mic night
— Thursdays Trivia Nights and $1 off all bottle or draft IPA’s
— Fridays is karaoke and Saturday they have live bands !
— HAND ROLLED “PULLED PORK BONE” (Egg Roll): The pulled pork bone is served with cole slaw for “dipping.” They hand roll their homemade egg rolls. Let us tell you, this is their signature appetizer, and some good stuff. If you don’t like pulled pork, you gotta try the Ham n Cheese rolls, the Turkey Club rolls or the Reuben rolls. They are all fantastic and made in house !
— DEEP FRIED PRETZEL BITES: Yes deep fried.. This twist on a familiar favorite will make you “roll over and beg for more !” The taste is a bit crispier and the pretzels are dusted with a cinnamon spice and some soft of hot spices. The bites are served with a honey mustard for dipping that is essential.
— THE DOUBLE BUTTER BURGER: 2 burgers and a mountain of a sandwich. Here’s the secret: before they cook the burgers on the tabletop fryer, they slap each side with some butter. You can taste the difference. And cheesey? OMG they put a ton of American cheese on this one to hold it all together. Top it how you want it and go town like a hungry Rottweiler.
Honorable Mention: The Buffalo Wings aren’t bad, and go great with a local beer.
The owner promises even more good things to come. Look for the menu and kitchen to expand, and for some more unique food items and local beers.
So don’t bark, just take some bites at Dog’s Breath Tavern soon. It is a heck of a place to enjoy some adult beverages, watch some football, shoot pool or take in a live band. We won’t “hound” you any more.
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It all began with a thought…
I grew up in the small town of Jamestown, Ohio. Jamestown is your typical small town-just about 2000 citizens. A McDonalds sits right between a Dollar General and the local pizza establishment, Bentinos Pizza. You have the two traffic lights that await you when you come to town. On Friday nights in the fall season, the Greeneview Rams take to the field that is located in the same parking lot of the old high school. On weekends, you grab a couple of cases of cold, cheap beer and drive out to the outskirts of the town, and into the never-ending acres of country land. If you have some buddies have trucks that have more rust on it than the paint on truck, strap the rope on the machine, and have a tug and pull shake down.
My family and I lived out in those fields that the hijinks and absurd behavior would take place. When the threat of tornados circled us, we would drive down the road to our friends of the family’s home. Mike and Liz Bentley would be ever so gracious and open their doors to us, and let us stay in their basement if the time came to take shelter. Of course, when you live in the country-tornados don’t scare you till they are knocking on your door. We would sit on the porch, and watch the movement of the storm in the dark skies. When the threat would move on towards another town, my folks would want to stick around and talk with the Bentleys. That meant that Mike would go to a small room which was connected to the living room, and put on some music on his record. The music room was incredible. On the wall, each shelving unit would stack across left to right, up and down, with records from all decades. It was a true sight to see. Any type of classic rock you could think of, Mike had it. The collection was impressive-still is in my opinion.
For hours, I would sit down at the kitchen table with my folks, and the Bentleys. They had daughters, so my sister would go and play with girl toys. Now, being young as I was-I didn’t feel like playing with Barbie’s, playing with dolls. I was a boy. I don’t play with those things. Who would do such a thing, I thought. I told myself that I would just sit in the kitchen with the adults, and watch whatever was on the small screen television that hung in the corner of the room. I would never
watch the shows that were being screened with the volume turned up. The music would be turned up to the farthest that the level that the volume could go. The walls shook with the sound coming blaring through the speakers. It was those nights that I would start the relationship that I have with music. It’s a small part of why I became a music writer.
As I mentioned in my article about open mics in town, I got to college and wondered what it would be like to pick up an acoustic guitar, and learn how to play. So, I knew that this wasn’t going to be easy. I received a guitar for my birthday, and soon enough from there I would start to learn. Well-that didn’t happen. I had a friend that would try to show me some chords to play, and my fingers would start to bleed. I was told that this normal, which never made any sense to me. Why the hell would you want to do something that was going to make you bleed, and you weren’t really do anything that you think would make you do such?
So there I was, trying to push through some of the pain that the fingers would feel, and play some. I learned how to play ‘Smoke On The Water’ from Deep Purple. Alright-I learned just to play the chorus. I would go to college parties, and try to impress girls with my pathetic guitar play. It didn’t work. Apparently, you needed to learn how to play songs about love, and also be a little better looking. I didn’t possess any of those traits, so I gave up playing. However, for some reason, I would never give away the guitar. Is it the best guitar to have?! Probably not, but I wouldn’t give it up. I have had it for over 10 plus years now. It’s always been in the black, nylon travel bag that came with it. It’s always sitting next to the dresser. I don’t know why I haven’t just hang it up or do anything with it-I just never wanted to give it up. That is till now.
Starting this past year, I have been going around the Dayton area and watching some of the best music that is played anywhere in the United States. I will go to show to show, meet up with the artists and bands that would be playing, and write about them and their performances. I have been going to open mic nights as well. Being able to live in Dayton, I notice thThe passion and dedication that these people have is incredible. It’s something that I want to be part of-this special group of individuals around the world that has taken to playing music.
I decided that this year I would dust off the guitar that have had sitting around for so long, and learn how to play. I would then sign up and play a set at an open mic night around town. I want to see how it feels to be able to perfect a craft that makes people come together. I wanted to learn how to play in order to show my appreciation to the people who go out there each and every night and show their talent off. I want people to read this and see that it’s in fact not the easiest thing to do. However at the end of the day, the experience will ultimately show that if you follow a dream, it will come true. I will be doing a monthly update here. I will discuss the highest of the highs, and the lowest of the lows. I won’t be holding anything back. If you have any comments or suggestions, please share them.
Here we go…
…and Other Tales From the Fringe of Dayton’s Comedy Scene.
A couple of months ago, South Park Tavern began hosting an open mic night on Wednesday nights, but instead of sticking with a traditional acoustic-style evening, they decided to do something a little different. Thus the Rock-n-Roll Play Date was born. The event is open to a wide variety of performers including comedians, rappers, acoustic and electric acts and the idea is to foster collaboration. Interested performers can sign up for a 25 minute time slot in advance on South Park Tavern’s website and even put in a request for other musicians they’d like to play with (say a drummer or bass player). It’s a good environment to try out new material or for solo musicians to meet other people to play with. The first act gets started around, and the last act goes on between 12 and 12:30am