Oh man, good luck with Ritchie county, that place is desolate. Even Parkersburg feels empty, boring, and oppressive, but that's just me and I guess I can be a real downer sometimes. Still, there really isn't too much to do here besides self loathing, partying, and if you get lucky go to shows, which happen maybe 2-3 times a month (from my limited experience at least......I'm pretty antisocial/lazy so there might be more than what I'm personally aware of.)
Shows are either in Morgantown (a little over an hour North East from Pennsboro), Parkersburg (about 20-30 West of Pennsboro), or Huntington (about 3-3.5 hours South West from Pennsboro). Shows in Morgantown are 99% of the time at 123 Pleasant St., which is run by a group of the same few hipsters that do everything in their monopolistic power to stifle other musicians' creativity and drive by basically locking down all the booking that goes on just so they can have their own place to play in the same bands with recycled band members in front of the same people every weekend because the most important thing about playing music (to them it seems) is being seen and labeled as a musician by other people who only care about getting drunk. Once something else--Clusterfunk for example, which was this awesome, fresh, and ambitious group effort between local DJs to have a weekly EDM night/party where mostly dubstep, house, drum n bass, and trance were played--becomes visibly, and in the hipsters' eyes intimidatingly popular, they take it over, change the name (now it's called Spin Class), and replace every single DJ that played Cfunk with their shitty college radio DJ types that play nothing but animal collective or some shit. (I'm bitter.)
I don't know too much about Huntington other than the fact that it has the V Club, Shamrocks, and HYAMP (and probably more that I don't know about). I played at the V Club before (as well as 123 in Motown) and both places are pretty nice bars/venues. Huntington is another college town like Mo, so you'll probably have the same type of thing going on there in regards to how tightly knit the scene is and how hard it would be to break into it being an outsider, which is probably damn-near impossible, but, unlike Morgantown and Pburg, I've never lived in Htown so I'm not the best person to ask about that place.
Parkersburg is a fucking joke though. It's oppressive (above all else), boring (mind-numbingly so), and just overall shitty as fuck. There rarely are shows here anymore and when they do happen, they'll be at one of a very small number of places like the Route 47 community building, generous people's houses (R.I.P. the Space Pocket, it will forever be missed), or some bullshit dive bar (5th St. Pub/Six Pence/Raders) where the locals would rather you just play Lynard Skynard and Nu Metal all night. I am pretty antisocial as I'm sure most people here either don't like me or just don't give a fuck, so I don't typically make it out to too many shows in the Pburg area, so my assessment might be totally off at least in terms of the scene around here (I do know for a fact that this place recycles musicians at a depressingly high rate, which for me means that there's a fuckton of bands that share members and "new" bands that form are made up from the same group of ten or so people and usually all sound the same anyway.......no offense dudes, I'm just calling it how I see it). ANYWAY, Parkersburg is only good to be in if you're trying to go to a real show in either Columbus (2 hrs away), Cleveland (3 hrs away), or Pittsburgh (3 hrs away), which actually might be your best bet for finding decent/worthwhile shows being in Pennsboro and all.
There's also a joke of an "upscale" music venue in Marietta, OH (about 10 min. from Parkersburg) called the Galley (at the Adelphia) but the type of crowd that place attracts and tries so desperately to attract leave as soon as the music starts because its too loud for their fragile, aarp, aaa discounted ears. Drinks are fucking outrageously expensive, the staff look at people like me (young musicians) like we're filth and are constantly plotting to rob the place or something, and shows are equally as overpriced. Marietta also has a brewing company that has awesome beers and will sometimes have good music, but that's a rare occasion and if it's a week night, they might tell the bands to quiet down, which I think is the biggest insult a place can give. (Yes this happened to my band on more than one occasion.) (I',m bitter,)
As far as other shit besides the desperate, dying music scene in this godforsaken state, there's not too much else to do besides drugs if you're into those, but don't get your hopes up with that either because you have to know people and even then shit is fucking scarce.
Pburg has a small independent music store called the Sound Exchange that has a bunch of new and used CDs, DVDs, I think they might even have some used cassettes, T-shirts, and a piss poor selection of new and used vinyl. The North End Tavern makes their own beer and it's really fucking good, and like I mentioned before, Marietta Brewing Company makes their own dank ass beer too. My favorite is the Paw Paw Wheat (9 some % abv and fucking delicious to boot), but everything they make is good. Trust me, I've spent a late afternoon trying them all. If you make it to Morgantown, this place called The Den, which used to rule and still kinda does, sells 32 oz fountain drinks for a dollar, and is a head shop, and 123 Pleasant St. sell Carling Black Label beer, which is the best, shitty, cheap beer ever. Fuck PBR and all that other hipster shit, Black Label is where it's at.
OH! One more thing: you absolutely, and this is fucking imperative, HAVE to eat as many pepperoni rolls as humanly possible while in this great state. Seriously, go to almost any gas station and find yourself a Julia's original, Abruzzino, Home Industry, or fuck, any goddamn brand pepperoni roll. The most important part of your WV experience will be these fucking beautiful masterpieces of fine culinary innovation. If you like the gas station variety, maybe make a trip to Fairmont, WV (just south of Morgantown) and go to the original Colasessano's (just past downtown by the high school) where the pepperoni roll was fucking invented. Imagine a toasted hoagie bun with sauce, long strips of cubed pepperoni, and melted cheese. It's pure fucking heavenly bliss.
So to conclude my ridiculous rambling that barely anybody will read, the only redeemable qualities about living in this terribly bleak state are Black Label beer and fucking pepperoni rolls. and acompletearsenal