BhangLassi

On the last Sunday of every month, we return to the hallowed ground that is the Old Fitzroy Hotel, Woolloomooloo.

Clutching guitars, drums, shakey things, a melodica and glockenspiel, we play music, sing songs and rider-permitting, get drunk.

Sometimes we climb on the tables and whoop like banshees in the dark.

Sometimes it's so full that we can't move - but we still groove.

Sometimes it's mellow and sometimes it's lary.

We always have a good time.

Bring your mates.

www.BhangLassi.com