I was fortunate enough to have frequented Mongos on what seemed like every weekend from 1984 to 1990 and play bass for several groups there. In May 1988 I graduated from high school and went to Mongos`s planet to celebrate on a Friday night. Marines and Navy recruits were beating up on patrons and the police were getting ready to raid the place. I vividly remember being on the roof of the loft next door watching maybe 100 to 200 people getting arrested while these drunken soldiers and rednecks were fighting each other and the police. It seemed like everybody was throwing bottles and rocks at the cop cars on the West side of Union and Monroe St . My friends Crit Hunt and Ben Terrel just looked at me in amazement at the total lawlessness of that evening and knew that Mongos would be shut down for good but Mongo always had the upper hand as he would re-open his business using homeless people to secure his Liquor license.Mongo and I are friends to this day and I can honestly say that some of my most memorable moments have been at the planet.