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C’mon, Hit me With Your Best Shot!

By Jamie Laughlin

Published on May 15, 2008

Deep in the thicket of Wilton Manors, there lies a drinking hole full of ladies with an axe to grind. Or rather, several axes.

If you’ve managed to hold on to outdated conventions about video game playing being genetically linked to Y chromosomes, you should swing into New Moon Bar (2440 Wilton Dr., Wilton Manors) on Tuesday. The last decade has transformed gaming from an individual sport into a community event and Guitar Hero, possibly the most addictive of all interactive programs, has been seeping into our nightlife culture.

Visit New Moon on any given night and you’ll find it shoulder-to-shoulder with fun, friendly ladies, but on the second and fourth Tuesday of each month things get a little more competitive, when bartender Penny pulls out the plastic guitars. Suddenly, every woman in the joint has that glimmer in her eye: she might finally fulfill her childhood fantasy of shredding like Joan Jett. Yes! War is waged! Rock star stances are firmly grounded! Stereotypes are shattered! Heart anthems reign supreme! And the women? Needless to say: They… are… the champions. Join them tonight from 8 to 10 p.m. Visit www.newmoonbar.com, or call 954-563-7660.
Second and Fourth Tuesday of every month, 2008