In a city filled with great clubs, there's a notable paucity of true neighborhood bars, which, like it or not, are part of the social glue that binds American communities. And one part of town in dire need of a neighborhood bar - and we mean bar, with a giant TV over a long bar, lots of stools and tables, a first-class jukebox, and no live music except on very special occasions - is South Austin, especially somewhere along the S. Congress/S. First axis. The river ought to keep the UT students, yuppies, and brewpubbers away, because the best bars should always be "local." And if somebody won't open one, maybe the Cedar Door will consider the neighborhood if it ever has to move again.
