DJ Mello Mic

11/03/2025

Waylon

10/28/2025

Halloween Night⁠
- Them Dirty Roses, Bones Owens, and Johnny Mullenax bring a hard-hitting mix of Southern rock, gritty blues, and high-energy anthems to The Shed this October 31st — one wild night of music and mayhem you won’t forget.⁠
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Kids Costume Contest 6:30pm/ Music starts at 7pm/ Adult Costume Contest 8:30pm - Cash Prizes for Costume Contest!

10/28/2025

Dan Herrell & INK Live Halloween Night! Oct 31
⭐️ Full Band
⭐️ Drink Specials
⭐️ Food Specials
⭐️ Costume Contest During Last Band Break

10/28/2025

Celebrate Halloween in Downtown Elizabethton! 👻🎃

Join us for a spooktacular evening of trick-or-treating as downtown merchants & community organizations hand out candy to little ghouls and goblins. 🍬 This event is free & open to the public.

10/28/2025

We’ll be serving up loaded bratwurst until the end of the month! Available at both locations all day long.

Drop by and check out our special Oktoberfest menu only available through Oktober.

10/19/2025

10/14/2025

Bo Diddley had one rule: never play anyone else’s music on your stage. That night in 1955, that rule would explode on live television and shake America’s living rooms forever.
The studio was tense, buzzing like a live wire. Cameras rolled. Producers hovered, sweating. Sponsors tapped their watches. Bo was booked to perform Tennessee Ernie Ford’s “Sixteen Tons” — a safe, polished tune that wouldn’t upset a single advertiser. “Play it exactly as rehearsed,” the executives warned. “America isn’t ready for you.”
But Bo Diddley had never been one to follow orders. As he gripped his guitar and stepped under the harsh studio lights, he whispered to his band,
> “If I don’t play my song, I’m nothing. They’ll remember me for the wrong reason.”
The opening chords struck, and it wasn’t “Sixteen Tons” that filled the air. It was the fierce, primal rhythm of “Bo Diddley.” The beat pounded, the guitar snarled, and Bo’s voice sliced through the studio:
> “Bo Diddley bought his baby a diamond ring…”
Instantly, chaos erupted. Producers shouted, phones rang off the hook, and executives demanded he be cut off. “He’s doing the wrong song!” one bellowed. Another slammed his fist on the console. “Ban him! He can’t do this!”
But Ed Sullivan, calm as a summer night, simply said,
> “He did what he does. That’s the whole point.”
The studio froze. Then applause rippled. Viewers at home leaned closer, spellbound. In that defiant moment, rock ’n’ roll found its first national voice.
Later, Bo reflected,
> “They wanted me to be somebody else. I came as myself. That’s all I ever wanted.”
He walked off stage a hero, never blacklisted, his music blazing a trail for a generation. That night, Bo Diddley proved that defiance, when done with fire and honesty, could change the world — one pounding beat at a time.