As Rocks Off pulled into Scout Bar's parking lot at 8:30 on Saturday night, we saw a large Girls Gone Wild tour bus with some poor guy's daughter's 20-foot image plastered on the side. It made us pray that if we ever have children, we have boys.
Perhaps we had overdramatized the event in our head, but Rocks Off half expected to have breasts shoved in our faces and drinks spilled on us all night. Instead, the first two hours there were possibly the most boring of our life. We brought a friend with us, and the experience was so miserable, we had to buy him dinner afterward just to clear our conscience.
After ordering a few drinks, we took a seat near the door and watched people coming and going, and none of them struck us as overtly wild. A little before 11 p.m., we walked up to one of the GGW guys to figure out what the hell, if anything, was going on.
"What's the deal with the girls?" we asked.
"What girls?" he responded.
We paused momentarily then pointed at his shirt that read 'Girls Gone Wild.'
"The film crew's here," he said, quite matter-of-factly. "So it all depends on what the girls here do. We just bring the cameras."
Having been watching who was coming in for the previous two hours, Rocks Off really, really hoped that some women had snuck in the back, because the ones we saw weren't exactly, shall we say, camera-ready.
Metal Shop took the stage at about 10 p.m., and we were blown away; not so much by the music (although it did sound good) but by how dedicated the four guys on stage were to '80s hair-metal. They dressed the part - leather pants, tight fitting T-shirts, scarves around their necks and eccentric wigs. They sold their act, and the crowd loved it.
For as much as Rocks Off and our friend don't have the musical palette for the genre, Metal Shop did a great job doing it. Their set also succeeded in getting a bunch of 30- and 40-something-year-old women to the front of the stage to dance with one another. But then again, Rocks Off is pretty sure that at that age, women are looking for any way to let loose a little, especially in Clear Lake.
The boys in Metal Shop valiantly tried to get a few girls in the front to show their goods for free wristbands, but to no avail. Maybe they should have brought T-shirts.
"This is literally the douchiest place I've ever been," our friend Dean said to us a little before midnight. And as much as we wanted to explain to him that on Sunday nights, when it hosts the Texas Buzz, Scout Bar is rockin'... we couldn't help but agree at the time.
Warning: NSFW (and fairly creepy) video after the jump.
