pik n’ pak


If you’re from Houston and you know this place, you are a “bro”. One of the first places I played music in a band and got wasted (underage, of course) It was run by an old hippie named Ralph. It’s now a parking lot! Across the street Rudyards still remains, but only a shell of it’s former, edgy self. The Urban Animals would hang there. They were a “skate gang” that would tank up at “Rudz” and then tackle downtown parking garages! Pre internet kids! Down the street was a Half Price Books where I scored hundreds of killer records, cheap ($3 for a tasty import!) because CD’s were so “superior”… Houston Rules!