If you drink, don't drive. Don't even drink.
If everything is closed and you're a little desperate you can go to San Francisco at the famous Zeedijk (red light district).
It's a bar/dancing, the beers are too small and too expensive, the "broodje bal" is good, the atmosphere is often not very friendly, especially if you bring your girlfriend.
They close late, though.
I've been here a few times after going out in Tivoli. It's a place you can never remember going to and maybe it's better that way. It strangely crowded at 5 o'clock in the morning with all diehard drinkers....And that's all there is to it. They still have drinks even when the rest is closed.
A place packed with pimps, drunks, hookers and their clientelle. Located in a small red light district on the edge of the town center. Just a few meters down from the Benzinebar. Open daily till late!
To enter, one has to ring the doorbell and walk up to the first floor. It's not very sleazy, but it's open till late. Of course, the later you'll arrive, the more you feel at home. The clientele is a mixture of tourists and catalans, the drinks are relatively expensive, and there used to be a waitress with long legs, leather boots, a short skirt and a skimpy shirt, but I haven't seen her the last few times I was there.
But it's open untill quite late, or did I mention that already?
The Blue Light is on Western a little North of Belmont. It is fantastically sleazy. They have a late license and open at 7 every morning. It's the kind of place that looks like you'll get beat up in there, but you won't (unless you ask for it, in which case, please stay out).
Hipsters are discovering it, so go now before it's too late, even if you yourself are a hipster. For now, it's always possible to find a spot to sit, even at 2:30 when all the other late night places are packed. You may have to walk to the back room, though.
It's a good place to go after Hungry Brain (2319 W. Belmont) closes at 2, when you're not done drinking.
Great dive bar, somewhat cheap drinks, many pool tables and pin-ball games, all kinds of junk hanging on the wall - not "cute antique junk" - REAL JUNK! Free peanuts and resultant peanut shells all over the floor. Good selection on the jukebox. Many bar-fights have happened on a regular basis. Near Stanford university but outside the limits of their "no hard alcohol" rule that was in effect for many years, Antonio's is not just a student hang-out - many sorts of drinkers, drunkards, bikers, barflies and other classy low-lifes can be found there from the entire north end of Silicon Valley. Bad, but usually not totally gross bathrooms. There used to be a good "Hoffbrau" on one side of the room but now there is a Mexican resturaunt that serves OK food during the day. Read more »
The Hub for many years was an incredible "hole in the wall" bar, it was dark and had the smell of old beer and booze hanging in the air,it had the worst bathrooms, but the best jukebox and the drinks were real....nothing watered down here. You could find anyone in there; from daily drunks to "society" people..it was the place to go.
Just a good ol' place for hollerin, cursin, and drinking. Some of the benefits include $1 beer day (all day on Tuesdays), and most often FREE FOOD... especially during sport events.
The food may be a whole buffet, or just a giant container of pinto beans... but hey, it's free.
You're also welcome to bring your dog... a sure sign of a real bar. So come visit!
Hearsay, but from a trusted source, and with a website promoting the place through reviews such as "The crowded tables will be full of half-filled pitchers of draft beer, and the air will be layered with a smoky haze." and Everything is covered in a layer of grime and ashes.
This is not a case of bad housekeeping; this is character. This is the real deal.
It's at 379 Spadina, about a block south from College.
When I arrived 12 years ago in Boulder Colorado, on the first night in town I asked somebody in the street for the sleaziest bar in town. I went there and never left! For 2 1/2 years i was a regular of this absolutely sleazy bar, and i have a lot of stories, which i won't recount here. I am still a proud owner of a '10 years Sundown Saloon' t-shirt.
From what i have heard nowadays you are not even allowed to smoke a cigarette in the streets of Boulder anymore. The Sundown is where all the local smokers gather, because this is the only bar where they allow you to (illegally) smoke a cigarette. Read more »
Be prepared for some loud music before entering this place as it's official subtitle is 'Home Of Metal History'. You can hear anything from Manowar to Mayhem and from Rammstein to Morbid Angel. Run by Johnny and his wife Mieke this place is one of the best hangouts in Holland. It opens between 22:00 and 23:00 at night and it closes at about 04:00 am on regular days but on friday and especially saturday it doesn't close until Johnny's bored. And he doesn't get bored quick when there's drunk people to talk to!
The beer is fairly cheap compared to the surrounding bars in the centre of Groningen. Order bottles though! 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 »
Five Star has been serving cheap beers on Main Street in Downtown LA for decades. Downtown’s recent “revitalization” has altered the bar’s working class demographic but regulars still nurse their $2 domestics while local bands play on the stage in the back.
The last time I was there the bartender wasn’t, so one of the patrons walked around the bar and served me a pitcher of Bud Light for $6. Read more »
Punks, Beatniks, Old Goths - the lot! Mix that up with a bunch of young indie kids in stripey tights, and you have one big sleaze-athon.