|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|
|
Denton’s Kharma Cafe The Kharma Cafe no longer exists. “Kharma,” as it is affectionately called, was a staple of Denton hipness. It served as a gathering place for all types of Dentonites: musicians, artists, writers, poets and playwrights. If you never had the pleasure of pounding coffee at Kharma, you missed an experience that was comparable to being in an early Tarantino flick. It had more attitude than Johnny Rotten with a hangover. It was more than a coffee shop. For starters, Kharma was a makeshift rock and roll museum. The booths displayed rock memorabilia underneath scratched Plexiglas. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, The Butthole Surfers and Kiss artifacts were showcased. Plus, there was a big-ass, autographed Morrissey poster, which all the cool chicks adored. Kharma and its hipness are now simply memories and the subject of drunken diatribes regarding “The Man.” Word on the street indicates that the building’s new owners raised the rent considerably. A place that charged only a buck and a quarter for a quart of iced coffee could not swing the increase. Currently, the old Kharma Cafe is a used college bookstore, which must compete with Voertmans bookstore and UNT. Is this really progress for Denton? |
||
|