The Green Bar has been open twenty four hours a day, every day since 1968 and has never closed. The bartender is enclosed in a huge iron cage. To obtain a drink, one hands 18 KSh through the grill and receives one warm, 500ml bottle of Tusker Beer. (If you want a cold one ask for a 'Tusker baridi'). Read more »
This is a bar you only pay a visit in case everything else is closed, and your beer muscle is calling steadily.
Just let us tell you about a night Pete and Fabio were on a mission (again). We tried to convince this bar girl of this standard no-fun-at all-Irish-bar O'Donnel's around the corner to keep her bar open (and taught her how to serve an "amsterdammertje") but she turned out to be a party-pooper. Fortunally, her colleague (let's call him Dwight) showed more balls and escorted us to the place where you don't want to be found dead: de Mazzeltof. Read more »
Let me say this about that.
A year or so ago, I wrote a series of blogs extolling the virtues of one of my favorite subjects - ‘Sleazy Bars’. Hanging out in a sleazy bar is like hands-on research for all the evils you hear about when you go to church. In fact, it is rumored that Moses did not receive the 10 Commandments from God during a little mountain-climbing expedition to Mount Sinai, but assembled these moral imperatives from notes taken while slamming tequila shots in a sleazy bar. Read more »
The last time I visited this place it turned out that the name was changed to the owner's name but I forgot his name ;-)
Not really important cause it's still the same old dark, smokey shithole you're looking for after hours.
The atmosphere really depends on what night you come in, could be lost drunk students, or coke sniffing criminals having a party. Read more »
Since ages the closing times of bars in amsterdam are a complete disaster.
This is a problem for me as a part-time bartender because I like to sit down and have a nice drink in a bar after a long night of work.
Or tell my clientele where to go when I have to sweep the floor. So nightbars are a must. Read more »
Slightly after 3:00 am i stood in front of the Feuermelder. Attached to the door is a sign stating geoffnet: Ma-Sa ab 15:00, Sontag ab 13:00. Is this a joke? Or is there a thruth to it. Intrigued, i opened the sequential doors and entered. All patrons turned around instantly and stared at me. Determined, i found a place at the bar ready to order. No barman. Read more »
Berlins first club daily 24 houres open!
Placed underneath the S-bahn at Hackescher Markt, this looks like a real dive. It is said that the am to pm is a normal cafe during the day. It changes into a club as the pm progresses and the am begins to dawn. So the am to pm transforms itself two times a day. Read more »
This is not a review of a single bar, but more of an area I stumbled upon. The Reichsbahnausbesserungswerk (RAW) is the old repair terrain for the trains during the DDR reign. The area contains numerous run down buildings, and is completely covered by grafiti. No worry here if you shout your lungs out. Or try a bit of frustrated beer bottle smashing. Read more »
Brno is Czech Republic's second largest city. However, there are not many things to do, except for going to the old castle of Spylberg and ofcourse get drunk in the one and only, number one sleazy bar of the world: Traubka. Read more »
Recommended by "friends who know", located at 3831 St-Laurent, a place with loads of regulars, and more alcohol per dollar than in many other places around the area. Quoting from another review (see link) and confirmed by the "friends who know", "Melissa Auf Der Maur of Smashing Pumpkins and Rufus Wainwright were both regulars when they lived here."
One of the worst places to go on weekends always a fight and you seldom get get your change back from whoever's behind the bar since they often have their freinds working with them that's if it's not swiped by the trash that floats in and their regulars.
Other than that it's a sleazebags paradise drunk chicks both behind and in front of the bar drug use at times fights and ripoffs and if the local women expecialy the ones behind the bar like you anyother gal that so much as even sits next to you will be ran out.
And don't be surprised if you pay $25.00 or more for a $2.75 drink or a $1.00 draft becuase that usualy means you were just volunteered to buy their buddies a drink and are just asking for a thumpin. Read more »
The artistic and cultural roots of Ruigoord go back to the early sixties. Late sixties rolled a wave of innovation over the Western world. This movement became known as the student movement and the hippie and flower power movement.
It was the time of the power to the imagination.
Netherlands had its own local precursors into the Provo movement and the Amsterdam scene artists.
Provo and related groups such as Deskundologisch Laboratory, Insect sect, and the Amsterdam Balloon Company argued since the early sixties artistic and entertaining manner the major social issues of the time at issue. Read more »
Currently being considered for status as a historical site, The Coalbanks is the last traditional blue-collar establishment in a town overrun with sports bars & pretentious hangouts. Good music hits hard on the weekend, the patrons appreciate all forms of music, as long as you don't get wussy on them.
Show fear & they'll eat you alive. Staff are excellent, & they have to be in order to control the unscheduled "dancing" of some of the clientel.
Last night was a prime example, no less than 15 fights, but the staff handled it, & numerous people are now barred from entering for various lengths of time. Still, a place with character, & once you've been accepted, you've been adopted!
Long long time ago you had the so-called Combat Zone in Boston's chinatown.
Somehow it did not all get zapped by
prurient city administrators who may have been among the
patrons at this it-s-all-in-your-face-naked-ba
The Glass Slipper was spotted on a side alley on a very
rainy night. The room is long and narrow and as you enter from
the side you will be surprised by the glorious vistas awaiting just around the corner. We particularly liked the no-cover-charge, no-id, no-question-asked door policy that conveniently cut the foreplay short and gave our quivering senses an eyefull. Read more »