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Barcade 2014

By Marques Moore

I can’t help but suspect that maybe this title has been used before…

Recently, I ran into a buddy from karaoke (a subject that I will touch on in the future—I have a few insights) and he brought up seeing me over at Delaney’s in 5 Points. It was a Sunday. He noted how he only ever sees me there on Sundays, and the fact that I’m writing this should tell you that I’m about to tell you why that is.

So…Do you now or have you ever liked video games?  How do you feel about professional wrestling?  Do you think one or both of these things are completely ridiculous?  Okay, on that last one I need to say that no matter what you may have been thinking that the answer is and will always be “yes.”

Seems Legit…

That said, I’m back this week to shill for another little venture that has started up recently here in the Soda City! The Tough Shit Tournament started about a year and a half ago at Art Bar. The concept was simple. Competitors would face off in games for a given console such as the Nintendo Entertainment System that were randomly selected from a list of titles geared towards a contest setting.  Some games would be well-known while others would be obscure to the point of never having been played by anyone in the room.

Seriously, what the F*CK is this!?


That’s actually where the name of the tournament came from initially.

“What happens if you don’t even know how to play the game you get?”

“Tough shit, I guess…”*

And thus a legend was born. There was a considerable hiatus last year, but TST has come back with a new format, a new focus, new rules, and at a new location. Some of these changes are of no consequence to newcomers, but there are a few things you certainly should know.

First and foremost, this event thrives on audience engagement and participation like any other (*glances at the last entry he wrote*–…noticing a theme here…?). Cheer! Boo! If you can think of a chant or two, not only are we not stopping you but encouraging your worst impulses…Wait, I didn’t mean to say that. No, no, I did.

The other things you need to know are about the competition itself. There is a cap of 16 entries for the sake of time (trust me on that one). The structure is an elimination round, the winner’s bracket, the loser’s bracket, the tournament final, a grudge match (potentially), and then the championship match as a wrap-up.

I’m sure at this point you’re wondering why I mentioned pro wrestling before. Well, the key aspects that form of entertainment are rooted in are the personas and performances on display. One of the goals of the Tough Shit Tournament is to create a facsimile of that through the theatrics and exaggerated trash-talk that is already fairly common in the community of gaming. The results I’ll allow to speak for themselves.

Oh, we have a championship belt…


The tournaments are held monthly at Delaney’s on the last Sunday of the month. So far, we have held contests for the Nintendo, Sega Genesis, Super Nintendo, and Nintendo64—a first for the Tough Shit Tournament! This month, we turn back the clock and reintroduce the Atari 2600! There is no entry fee of any kind, and in fact, you can actually WIN money (of sorts) thanks to the tournament’s local sponsors Frankie’s Fun Park and Pixels and Pawns. Come and enjoy the festivities…or hijinks. You be the judge.

*–Paraphrasing, but that’s pretty much the exact exchange that occurred in the initial planning.

WHAT:  The Tough Shit Tournament

WHERE:  Delaney’s 


Don’t Drink! Don’t Smoke! What DO You Do…?

By Marques Moore

It’s a somewhat strange experience living in Columbia at times. To be completely honest, I’m aware of the fact that a lot of the reason for that on my end has to do with the fact that I am and have always been a bit of a misfit.

Don’t wear spikes though. They’re bad for your back, and RUIN upholstery.

I can accept that because frankly, I like me. But that doesn’t change facts, and there is one undeniable fact about this town. Columbia is a drinking town with a mild football addiction.

Not sure if it’s the hangover or hearing Sandstorm for the umpteenth time…

My interest in football is tepid at best, but I don’t drink at all. As mentioned in my bio, I am Straight-Edge.* That means I don’t drink, don’t smoke, or use any form of recreational drug. You can imagine that being Straight-Edge in such a setting draws a lot of questions whenever you go out to a bar or any given event. I assure you that I get a lot of them every other time I’m in a public place or meeting anyone new. For whatever reason, I get offered drinks from time-to-time and then I have to explain my rejection of the offer. When that happens, I usually hear the same question no matter the context…

“How do you do it?”

Well…Cost-efficiently? No, I know that what these people are really asking is how do I manage to enjoy myself? How do I deal with being the only sober guy in the room at times? How do I deal with the many curves that life has in store without at least a mild buzz? This has never been an easy question to answer, honestly. I usually respond with an “I don’t know” or “I just do.” I guess I’ve been doing this for so long that I don’t even think about it. But if anything, that goes to show that it is entirely plausible that you don’t need a drink in your hand to enjoy yourself in Columbia.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that…

Don’t be ashamed. There are a lot of things I had to get used to once I decided to stick with this particular lifestyle. Sure, I described Columbia as a drinking town but the truth is people are going to question you on why it is you don’t drink wherever you go. You’re not really obligated to answer, but more to the point, your answer doesn’t have to suit or comfort anyone but you.

Don’t be so f**king aggressive. I have known too many people to identify as Straight-Edge, and wear it like an obnoxious badge of honor. Worse, some even look down on others for drinking and are more vocal than necessary about it (read: commenting on it at all). You don’t want anyone thumbing their nose at you, so don’t be that guy or girl. And if you ever were, don’t be that person anymore. It just makes you asshole.

Don’t be a poser. You’re not winning any brownie-points by proclaiming that you don’t drink. Believe me. And if you’re only saying it to garner some respect or offers of free booze, congrats on gaming the system…but you’re scum.

Don’t be readily defined. This is the biggest one because I’ve long since realized that the answer to “How do I do it?” is in the 3rd sentence of this entry. I’m me, and I’m okay with that. I’m not solely defined by the fact that I don’t drink any more than someone else is defined by the fact that they do. I like movies, karaoke, meeting people, talking to friends old and new, live music, art, etc.. And I can enjoy all these things and more because of who I am and my sensibilities.

How do you enjoy yourself in a “drinking town” when you don’t drink? You go out and find what you enjoy, and enjoy the hell out of it! You already know what that is, so go do it! And if you need a few sips to take the edge off…No one’s judging you. Except douchebags, but they’re no fun.

*–I’m not extreme about it, so don’t do anything crazy like refuse to give me medication.

Let’s Get Lowbrow at The Nick

by Marques Moore

Hi, guys! As I’m new to this blog, I’m sure there are plenty of things about me that many of you don’t quite know yet. That will certainly change over time, and I apologize in advance for my many offenses. But first and foremost, you need to know that I love movies and always have. That’s reason enough for me to do my first entry here on Broke in Columbia about a 7-month old development over at The Nickelodeon that won’t result in a paternity suit…as far as I know. So far…

I just wanna know how.

The First Friday Lowbrow Cinema Explosion started in October of last year, but the road to bringing a grindhouse vibe back to modern-day downtown Columbia started a little earlier than that.

“Andy Smith, the director at The Nick, had known me as someone with an obsession with cult, horror, and exploitation films,” says Christopher Bickel, the host of the First Friday screenings. “So he approached me about doing a curated series.” As a result, audiences have been treated to cult classics such as Rats:Night of Terror (1984), Black Christmas (1974), Ms. 45 (1981), Maniac (1980), Pink Flamingos (1972), and Blood Feast (1963) just to name a few.

Now, I know there’s a fairly decent chance that you’ve not heard of too many of the movies listed here, but I’m here to tell you that’s perfectly fine.  Not only are you often in good company in that respect, but you can rest assured that you are immediately among friends. According to Chris, “I think the idea was to do something similar to what had been done at The Alamo Drafthouse in Austin.”

That means that the overall goal is to create an experience and environment that brings a sense of community along with.

Yeah, I ended a sentence with a preposition, you smug prick! DON’T GIMME THAT LOOK!!

And as someone that has only missed one of the screenings to date, I can tell you that everyone thoroughly enjoys themselves every month…except that one guy that thought Black Christmas was serious business.

Okay, lemme explain! One of the best aspects to the showings is the audience itself. Nothing on-screen at these screenings are or will ever be sacred. After all, “lowbrow” is in the name of the event. So, not only do the viewers embrace the cheesiness on display but they revel in it and laugh with it. That’s not simply a part of the charm, but rather the whole point of showing these movies. If nothing else will convey this, the ending of Rats: Night of Terror definitely will.

Which will come as no surprise if you saw this image like I did…

Now, let us not forget why we are here. If you’re reading this blog, I’m guessing you’re a frugal individual. I’m not making any assumptions about why or how broke you really are, and I’m not judging. I write for this blog. I can’t!

What I’m here to do is introduce you to whatever means I know or think of that will grant you the chance to have as much fun as possible without breaking the bank. That’s why I’m telling you about First Fridays at The Nick! Not only is the ticket only $10, but the Facebook fan page offers opportunities to win free tickets from time to time. That’s a steal no matter how you slice it!

So, if you love the off-the-wall craziness of 80’s slashers like Sleepaway Camp, or if the possibly of seeing a movie titled Zombie Holocaust hits you in the right spot, then stay up late on a Friday night and stop by The Nickelodeon. This month, it’s Bloodsucking Freaks (1976).

I could tell you what’s in store for the crowd next month, but you should come out and find out for yourself. I highly encourage this course of action.

Hope to see you there!

WHAT:  Bloodsucking Freaks @ The First Friday Lowbrow Cinema Explosion

WHEN:  Friday, May 2

Where:  The Nick

HOW:  Buy tix here or at the door