I spent many nights at the Kove watching them and every Thanksgiving weekend watching Hound Dog Tayloy . I cried when it burnt down . So many good memories
I first experienced 15-60-75 at the Kove in 1974 when I was a freshman at KSU at 17. I later learned how to enter the bar from the back door. Once on the crowded floor I ran into someone I recognized from my high school. She said, "What are you doing here? You are too nice to be here!"