Yeah, I’ve been slacking on Camel’s iPod in recent months but it’s not like I haven’t been busy.

And if you will consider hanging out in the Queen City’s finest corner gin mills, off the beaten path saloons and heavenly dive bars as “busy” then we are on the same page.

Starting in this week’s ARTVOICE is a regular column called Three Guys Walk Into A Bar which derives its name from the start of a thousand old jokes. Like those innumerable jokes, it would seem there is an endless amount of old bars in Western New York. The aim is to visit as many off as possible with me and a couple other guys – and by “guys” we can be talking about dudes, gals or whatever – showing up and taking in everything these joints have to offer.

We start the journey of Three Guys at a place of old wood walls, strong drinks and Nightmares: the unsung Hertel Avenue treasure called Del Denby’s.

Read about it here.