Jim Anderson is selling everything in his 23-year-old midtown Tucson dive bar.
There are the dozen cases of alcohol that have been collecting dust since the city and state ordered bars shut down in mid-March in response to the COVID-19 pandemic. And the kegs of beer that he hasn’t tapped into.
The pictures on the walls. Ladders. Tools. Microwaves and blenders. Glasses and plates. Tables and chairs. It all has to go by Oct. 15 when he is expected to walk away from the Meet Rack, which he has operated since 1997 at 210 W. Drachman St. and where he literally calls home — he lives in a little side room.
He is even putting up for sale — for $85 — his signature branding iron that he’s used over the past 20 years to hot brand 3,545 people with a quarter-sized likeness of his face. That number includes four people who heard that he was closing and went in to be branded Sunday.
“People came in from all over the world. I got pictures … in 35 photo albums … of people from Hawaii and Tahiti, from all over,” Anderson, who has been known to call himself “God,” said Monday, a day after announcing on Facebook that he was closing the bar for good and selling everything inside.
“I haven’t sold a drink since March,” he said, blaming his closing on COVID-19 social distancing restrictions that limit the number of people allowed inside the bar and restrict what they can do once inside. “They are telling you you can open up your bar but with 50% capacity. You can’t have a pool table. You can’t dance or congregate. What’s left? People go out to be with other people and if you can’t touch them and you have to be 6 feet away, why bother going out.”
Anderson, who ran for mayor two times and was once unsuccessfully sued by a customer who alleged he forcibly branded her when she was intoxicated, said he has not paid rent on the bar for the past six months. The building is owned by his former business partner, with whom he ran a bar in the mid-1990s before taking a couple years off to sail around the world with his brother. The owner told him two weeks ago that he could no longer go without collecting Anderson’s rent.
The former building which was once home to The Bum Steer nightclub located at 1910 N Stone Avenue being demolished, on Sept. 17, 2020. (Josh Galemore / Arizona Daily Star)
Anderson’s daughter, Hollis, owns the Meet Rack, which she bought for her father to run when Anderson lost his liquor license after being cited by the city for some 60 violations. Anderson said the citations were politically motivated.
Anderson, 79, has operated six bars in Tucson since the 1970s including the Pig Pen and his first venture, Someplace Else, that he ran from 1972 to 1986.
He hinted that Tucson may not have heard the last from him. If someone offers the financing, he would consider opening another bar, this one to be called 13th Step. But the venture is a couple years off; he is waiting to see if the politics at Tucson City Hall change.
“I’m in the bar business not for the money; I love serving people,” he said. “For me to sit here since March without customers drives me nuts.”
Tucson dive bars:
Dark, old and revered: Tucson's top 14 dive bars
The Cowpony
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Cowpony (or Cow Pony, as it often spells itself, despite the painted sign that clearly leaves out the space; whatevs) is a place where patrons sometimes get up and dance on the bar. As a result, "We have to tighten down the screws every now and then, but it's all OK," owner Jay Healy told the Star in 2004. Even with its cow-print drapes and its boots, buckles and spurs hanging from the rafters, there's a lively debate on Yelp! 'bout whether it's really a cowboy bar. Decide for yourself at 6510 E. Tanque Verde Road.
Danny's Baboquivari
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The wall paper with covered wagons, pistols and saddles, adorned with hanging cattle skulls and bull horns, hasn't changed for decades at Danny's Baboquivari Restaurant & Lounge, 2910 E. Fort Lowell Road.
Che's Lounge
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"College students join local scenesters" at Che's Lounge, 350 N. Fourth Ave. Che's bills itself as having the best grooves in town.
Golden Nugget Tavern
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Part of your setup at the "World Famous" Golden Nugget Tavern could include a shuffleboard game piece, or a billiards stick if you prefer. The Nugget, at 2617 N. First Ave., opened in 1965. Here's what the Star wrote about it in 2004: "There are many words of wisdom at the Golden Nugget Tavern. You just won't find many of them unless you go to the bathroom. The wall scrawls, like the patrons, are diverse. ... Like the random doctor's scale next to the jukebox, some (other features) are inexplicable."
The Shelter
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The Shelter opened in 1961 and bills itself as a "Go-Go Boot Wearing, Martini Drinking, Swanky, Groovy Lounge." So of course, the Kennedy bros are there. It's at 4155 E. Grant Road.
Bay Horse Tavern
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The Bay Horse Tavern (shown here in 2008, wearing a banner in advance of Grant Road's widening) moved to its current site, at 2802 E. Grant Road, in 1958. It now has a Facebook page, which seems wrong (I mean, just look at that authentic joint!). But — and this makes me feel better — it lists only one "life event" there: "Opened in 1948."
The Buffet
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The Buffet has been serving alcohol in the same building since 1934, making it the oldest bar in Tucson.
The Silver Room
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Little changed since the 1940s? Check. Wood-paneled walls, neon beer signs and a jukebox? Of course. Nondescript air in a mainly industrial area? You've got it at The Silver Room, 673 S. Plumer Ave.
The Bambi
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If a telephone booth could talk, the one inside a midtown tavern would tell a tale of life and death, as the Star reported in 2012. One night in October 1986, a patron there died in mid-sentence while chatting on the phone with his lady friend. Some say his spirit lives on at the Bambi Bar, a watering hole at 5050 E. Speedway. Nowadays, Bambi's phone booth is minus its phone, due to a lack of use in the cellphone age. Patrons have decorated the booth with the bust of a skeleton, and a poster of what looks like a James Bond girl.
Saddlehorn Saloon
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You can sidle up to a horseshoe-shaped bar at the Saddlehorn, 6300 E. Tanque Verde Road, enjoy the steak night deal, be surrounded by country stars' portraits, and hear people retell an urban myth that the joint was once owned by John Wayne. But the Star has rated the saloon's cowpoke factor at "low," mostly remaining in name and decor. That's because the music is rock, hip-hop, metal and blues, plus country, and the place can be packed with neighborhood regulars.
Shooter's Saloon
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The karaoke on the inside looks perfectly normal at Shooter's Steakhouse & Saloon at 3115 E. Prince Road. But the outside, with its Moroccan and Mediterranean archways and multiple domes, is a surprise; it was built as a 1972 Moroccan belly-dancing restaurant, El Jebala. The joint became Shooter's in 1992, with a theme that makes more sense for the property — it was a stagecoach stop in the 1800s.
Wooden Nickel
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The rug at the front door of Wooden Nickel Tavern leaves no doubt where you are. Owner Joey Varela likes to call the bar "the living room of the neighborhood," at 1908 S. Country Club Road. Arizona Daily Star and Tucson.com readers voted its wings into the semi-finals of the "Wing Madness" contest earlier this year. The place also has a big St. Pat's Day tradition.
Mint Cocktails
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Mint Cocktails was founded in 1934 downtown, and later moved to its current and longtime site at 3540 E. Grant Road. In the 1950s, according to local lore, folks supposedly rode their horses to the bar. For the last couple of years, though, Mint, under new ownership, has courted controversy with city officials with its "Wild Boys" and "Wild Girls" go-go shows and its burlesque.
The Bashful Bandit
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The Bashful Bandit, long infamous as a tough biker bar, looks spiffy, some might say too spiffy, after its 2013 remodeling by the Travel Channel's "American Roadhouse" show. It's at 3886 E. Speedway. (And snarky jokes about surgeons on Harleys? Make 'em at your own risk.)
