I loved the place, John always treated me great and yes he played wicked music, especially late/early I should say.

One of my fondest memories and first time there, was not planned at all. The power was out at our hotel and by 1:00am or so after attempting to lay down and force myself to crash in the still, darkest of dark heat, I could take it no longer. I got up and dressed and told security I'd be back when they figured out their power issue. As I stumbled down the beach slightly irritated about my lodging / power issue, in the distance I could hear music. Follow my ears and as I got closer I couldn't believe the pounding sound I could hear was not reggae but faintly in the distance sounded like Led Zepplin?! As I got closer indeed it was "When the Levee Breaks" by Zepplin and on the big screen John had reruns of the Patriots vs the Giants playing. I'll never forget me shaking my head and asking myself "am I trippin?". Nope, sat down ordered a beer, chatted with the 4 or 5 people there and finally met John. For the next few hours we watched football listened to the tunes and chatted about everything. It was freakin awesome and we got blitzed. Had a great time and around 5:00am or so I excused myself to go check the power situation back at the Rayon. Yahtzee!! Power back on and 36/security guard had went into my room and cranked my air for me. Cold enough to crash a few hours and start it all over again

I've had some great nachos there and the pizza at the end was wicked. I do remember having some bad chicken as in burnt and showed it to John and he apologized and no charge for food or drinks that night. I've seen the restrooms good more than bad. But I do remember that cooler, yikes.

I miss it, no bad vibe for me when I pass it, fond memories and I miss it.

Jamb

High benches did kind of suck,