tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-207486992012-01-09T01:08:56.685-08:00Welcome tothe Joe's Garage blogspot. Use and Abuse this area for your comments about the infamous Joe's.Murphnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20748699.post-1161088167007829742007-12-31T05:24:00.000-08:002006-10-17T05:31:46.237-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6625/1853/1600/PumpGirl400.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6625/1853/320/PumpGirl400.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Here it is, the Jo's Garage Blogspot. We love to hear from you so leave us a message.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20748699-116108816700782974?l=joesgaragelagosportugal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Murphnoreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20748699.post-73258112141598474412006-11-20T02:46:00.000-08:002006-11-20T02:56:54.493-08:00People often ask why is the bar called Joe's Garage? We'll here it is, the answer.<br /><br />If you bring your car to the bar. Joe's and his team will change you oil, rotate your tyres and hang a scented little pine tree on your rear view mirror in the time it takes you to drink a small beer. Or maybe it come from these Frank Zappa lyrics below.<br /><br />"It wasn't very large<br />There was just enough room to cram the drums<br />In the corner over by the dodge<br />It was a fifty-four<br />With a mashed up door<br />And a cheesy little amp<br />With a sign on the front said "fender champ"<br />And a second hand guitar<br />It was a stratocaster with a whammy bar<br /><br />We could jam in joe's garage<br />His mama was screamin'<br />His dad was mad<br />We was playin' the same old song<br />In the afternoon 'n' sometimes we would<br />Play it all night long<br />It was all we knew, 'n' easy too<br />So we wouldn't get it wrong<br />All we did was bend the string like... Hey!<br /><br />Down in joe's garage<br />We didn't have no dope or lsd<br />But a coupla quartsa beer<br />Would fix it so the intonation<br />Would not offend yer ear<br />And the same old chords goin' over 'n' over<br />Became a symphony<br />We would play it again 'n' again 'n' again '<br />cause it sounded good to me<br />One more time!<br />We could jam in joe's garage<br />His mama was screamin', "turn it down!".......<br /><br /><br />So now you know!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20748699-7325811214159847441?l=joesgaragelagosportugal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Murphnoreply@blogger.com3