(by Phil McCausland for Vice) – Rollins “Bullet” Garcia Sr. is a longtime New Orleans barkeep and owner of the legendary Bullet’s Sports Bar. A victim of a shooting that earned him his nickname, Bullet is a devoted member of the Seventh Ward neighborhood. If you ask him, his bar is off the grid—a place you go to if you’re in the know. Deep in the heart of the Seventh Ward, you’ll find the eponymous Bullet’s with a food truck outside. It’s slinging wings and po’ boys while the bar’s busy sending out beers and “setups” (a drink order that gets you a half pint of liquor, a mixer, and ice) to a crowd eager to hear live jazz, in a spot where some of the most legendary musicians cut loose.
I walked into Bullet’s darkened bar an hour before Nayo Jones was set to play on Tuesday, and he told me why Cheers can’t compare to his bar, what it was like to meet Champion Jack Dupree and Ernie-K-Doe, and why the pony beer is a dying breed.
Read the full interview here.