Posted on March 31st, 2010 3 comments
April marks the One Year Anniversary of Conversations at the Tiki Bar! Notice the shiny new header and the kool glowing background graphics? They’re just part of a month-long celebration of Tiki, Retro & Vintage fun.
In the coming weeks I’ll post lots of fun-stuff, from some of the first few posts to new and exciting concoctions. I’m also planning on adding a drink recipe page and an events page to give a little more usable info in addition to the general silliness that usually swings around here.
So sit back, take a sip of your Rusty Nail and enjoy Tiki Lounge Talk, the Tiki Blog for Tiki Culture & Tiki Lifestyle (whew that’s a load of Tikis, but I guess it will help with SEO!) in our second fantabulous year!
-Tiki Chris, reporting from Sunny South Florida
Posted on March 28th, 2010 2 comments
For all you swingin’ kats ‘n kittens out there - if you ain’t got hip to Bachelor Pad Mag, point your peepers to Java’s Bachelor Pad and take a gander at some kool riffs, kookie stories and ohhh so swingin’ chicks!
Tonight, while my wife was out on a photo shoot herself, I got to have a little alone time with a bottle of Canadian Club and my Bachelor Pad Mag. I particularly enjoyed the 50s style fiction by Will Daniels, the lifestyle advice by Miss Cherry Capri (this one featured what women should do with their mops while riding in a ragtop, topless), and the spread of coverdoll Miss Angela Ryan, a sure bet.
Bachelor Pad Magazine is a very kool throwback to the 1950’s girlie mags…you know, the kind your grandfather had hidden under his toolbox in the basement. They do a fantabulous job of recreating the look and feel of those old cheesecake mags, with just enough modern style to keep it fresh and fun (just like the chicks that pose in the mag). There’s always some hip, retro-style fiction, tips for living the retro kool life, and PLEN=TEE of kickin’ pix of voluptuous vixens burlesquing it up for the camera. Even the ads are retro-kool.
Here’s the kicker - in the late 1970’s, my grandfather gave a stack of original 1950s girlie mags to my old man. They were just like this, except mostly black and white with a 2-color cover, and maybe one full-color spread in the middle.
There were about 30 of them, in mint condition, but at the time they weren’t worth a dime. My father, who was buying and selling antiques at the time, tried to get some decent clams for them, but I remember he sold the whole bunch for $6. Now mind you, I was just a kid and didn’t realize the significance of these treasures at the time. If I had, I’d have talked him into keeping them, and would still have them today. Well, nuts. They’ve been gone now for 30+ years, and I still remember them clear as day. I guess I’ll just have to keep getting Bachelor Pad Magazine and keep the memories.
- Mack, from the Tiki Bar
PS: Java also has a Tiki Lounge with some very hip links to books, music & more for the Tiki connoiseur. http://www.javasbachelorpad.com/tiki.html
Posted on March 26th, 2010 No comments
Follow yours truly, Tiki Chris (AKA ChrisPFlorida) on twitter! Fun, silly, goofy & informative tweets on Tiki Culture, Retro Life and other funstuff.
Posted on March 24th, 2010 2 comments
When was the last time you sat down, relaxed, and really enjoyed that Tropical Cocktail? I don’t mean a Jack and Coke with a pineapple wedge in it, I mean a real, old-fashioned Zombie, or Rum Barrel, or Mai Tai. Has it been too long?
If you want to dig into Tiki Culture, you’ve got to stop and smell the coconuts. Take it easy. Settle. Let the smoothness flow through your vertebrae.
If you’re lucky enough to have a Tiki Bar at home, make it a point tonight to dust it off, build your favorite concoction and sip away while Martin Denny spins on the hi-fi. If you don’t have the ingredients, make a quick stop at the grocer on the way home. Pick up the limes and pineapple and powdered sugar or whatever it is you need to do it up right. So what that it’s Wednesday? Wednesday’s a great day to relax at the Tiki Bar.
Don’t have your own groovy home bar? No room, you say? No lettuce to build it with? No problemo. There’s bound to be a Tiki Bar somewhere within driving distance. If it’s close, stop by tonight, just one drink, relax for an hour, talk to friends, have some kool Tiki Lounge Conversations and enjoy life. If it’s farther, plan a trip for Friday night and stick to it. If you have to make a special trip and hit up a motel to get to the nearest Tiki Bar, start planning now. Motels are cheap. You deserve a break, don’t you?
Trader Vic’s, Don the Beachcomber, Mai Kai, Islamorada Tiki Bar - wherever you can find one. And if there ain’t none around, go to the nearest TGI Friday’s, tape a grass skirt to your table, put a blow-up palm tree in the seat next to you and order a Singapore Sling. Better bring the recipe, too.
Posted on March 22nd, 2010 1 comment
OK, let me start off by saying I usually rap about very kool movies, old movies, mod movies or bad movies that are so bad they’re fun to make fun of. This flick doesn’t fit into any of the above. In fact, as far as movies go, it’s pretty dumb. BUT…
Is worth watching for two reasons: One, the cars, clothes, music, dancing, buildings and furniture are all really dead-on representations of what 1962 America was really like; and B) Phoebe Cates at 27 years old, playing a teenager.
The story is simple: Four young girls on a last wild weekend before going off to college (or getting married, as in PC’s case). The story is absolutely predictable from the minute the first chick climbs into her rich mama’s band new ‘64 Caddy Convertible and gives away the whole plot of the story - she and her groovy friends are ditching the family visit to spend a few days shagging in Myrtle Beach (Shag is a dance,by the way).
The characters are as predictable as the story: One uptight, snooty one, one over-sexed blonde aspiring starlet, one sweet, shy innocent type, and one confused girl who is “wilder” than she’s pretended to be. Add in an Elvis wannabe, an sleazy agent, a strong-silent tough guy etc etc aw hell you get the idea.
Ok, now to why I’m highlighting this dog. CARS, Myrtle Beach looking like it did in the 60’s, Bikinis, CARS, hot chicks, Mid-Century Modern Hotels, houses and furniture back when it was just ‘Modern’, CARS, Music, dancing and CARS. Did I mention the abundance of kool cars?
There are also plenty of shots of Bridget Fonda wearing some pretty skimpy stuff, so, yeah.
It’s a lot of fun seeing all the old stuff and imagining yourself back in the time. Just don’t expect a great story. This movie is all about taking a look at a time long gone, days when a Caddy Convertible was better gold and the music was boss.
Juice & Chow: This is an easy one. Burgers, fries, dogs, chips and cones. Milkshakes for starters and later on cheap whiskey, gin or rum right out of the bottle. Or, you can do what they do in the movie - get an old wash tub, and fill it with juice and every kind of alcohol that exists.