Synopses & Reviews
They are always there, raging, rumbling, and ruminating on the spirit of the West they say has been lost to cappuccino bars, environmental wackos, and yuppies. They are the Boys at the Bar--and you'll probably call them lots of names, not all of them complimentary. What you won't call them is boring. The Bar is the Corral Club in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. This collection of Sureva Towler's essays on the boys--many of which appeared in The Denver Post--give the reader an insight into the often troubling, often hilarious politics of Western small-town life. As the boys drink, laugh, and carouse, they also tell the stories that define us. A lament for the West that is being lost, this book is also a celebration for what remains and a reminder to drop in to the local watering hole for a cold one with friends.
The "regulars" at the Corral Club bar in Steamboat Springs, Colorado have held the same barstools for a mighty long time, and they have a lot to sayabout the big city developers, seconds home owners, and cappuccino bars that are turning their piece of paradise into a strange land. If you have spent any time in a western mountain town you are sure to recognize some of these characters as folks you have known, some you wouldlike to know, and even a few you would rather forget. Towler brings them all to life in a collection of essays that will keep you laughing. You will find yourself wanting to read this book out loud to the person sharing the barstool next toyou- whether your favorite bar is in Colorado, Wyoming, or anywhere in theAmerican West.