I prefer to think that God is not dead, just drunk.
The Green Parrot is off the main drag in Key West, so you have to walk a few extra blocks down a narrow dark street to get there. It's worth the walk.
A huge wooden parrot over the cash register requires "No Snivelling."
No paint on the outside or fancy remodeling on the inside, probably since it opened in 1890.
The barmaid is tougher than the average biker, there is no glass in the windows, and the parachute hanging over the bar is probably vintage WW II.
The tourists hit Sloppy Joe's, Ricks, or Captain Tony's, but the locals hang at the Parrot.
A Key West Ale on a hot tropical night in August goes down smooth and the Blues band on the small stage is blasting away.
It doesn't get any better than this.
What can I say, this is one of the oldest Sleazy bars around the USA.
After 30 years without running water in the mens room they finally got it running a couple of years ago.
Also what other bar have you ever seen that has potholes in the floor. The rats actually once chewed throuh the beer tap lines.
And the Clientele? Well Kkid Row, Doctors, Lawyers, Professors, Students, Artist, Muscians, etc, all walks of life and at one time ME.
In town alot and stay at the adjacent hotel for work. Alot of oldtimers country bar with younger women and men looking for a good time and to scam the older ones or anyone who they can leach from! Hotel connected to the bar makes it easy for regulars to meet people and party! threesomes take place in the rooms upstairs. 1 regular girl we'll call her small girl Darlene appears decent, (has slept with just about everyone in the bar, it doesnt matter if your married just party with her, give her cash, or take her on a trip with you (anything goes). She admits to and thinks nothing of one night stands and will stay with you. gains trust of other women and sleeps with their husbands and friends behind their back. Seen her doing drugs. Read more »
Unpretentious neighborhhod bar. Great cheap steak specials for around $10, served by a waitress who calls you "hon".
This is a great place! In the beginning of the evening Ernesto's is a Mexican restaurant, but after 22.00 it changes in a wild club. Especially during concerts the crowd goes wild, and so do the bands!! The Slackers, Jaya The Cat, The Movement, Green Hornet, The Staggers, The Paladins and The Celluloid Gurus were there before you..
The offhandedly scruffy facade is covered with posters of upcoming appearances. The clientele consists of all ages, from teens to 75 years old, A good amount of regular to be found at any time of day or night. They crowd around the small but free pool table in front and spill out onto the sidewalk. Beer and shooters (Jamesons and Jaegermeister) are the mood-elevator of choice; music is unpredictable. Live music almost every night, sets are mostly starting at around 11PM. Toilets are cleaner now than they used to be, but still....
Montreal rated the bar "Best Sleaze Dive" in 2006:
My favorite place to hang out. We go there to sing karaoke on the weekends.
And believe me that is a chore.
The smoke is so thick that you have to try and breathe through your nose when you sing or you would choke on it.
The King Cheese of Sleaze?
Ah yes, for many a generation the Commercial Hotel, aka Blues on Whyte has been catering to some of the sleaziest people in Edmonton.
From their vomit-encrusted front sidewalk down to the unnaturally wet floors in the bathroom, I have yet to have the courage to set foot in a bar scuzzier than this.
I know that there's some bars downtown that just scream class with their "no knives" signs, but if ya want sleaze that's at least tolerable, the Commercial's the place to go.
I call it sleaze for the masses. Gotta love them bikers and the plethora of mullets that can be seen! Not to mention that it's open really, really late.
Plus, the glasses are dirt-ay, but do ya have a problem with that punk, do ya???
When you walk into this bar your eyes have trouble adjusting to the dark- even at night. The smoke is thick and everything is sticky. The last time I went I had to peel my arms off the bar and my pants off the stool. Not only do cockroaches thrive, but one owns the bar.
The bar owner is a really nasty individual who doesn't allow dancing and won't serve a glass of water.
This bar is top rated in skank and should, frankly, go out of business. It has none of the charm you might expect from your good ole neighborhood sleaze joint. It is a Pirate's Cove in the true sense of the word because when you leave you'll feel as if you were robbed and pilaged of your time and dignity.
This sleazy establishment has dished out as many STD's as it has drinks over the years.
I once had a friend mention he wanted to get a bulldozer and just start ramming it down in the middle of the night.When the police would arrive to arrest him,he was going to plead temporary insanity.
This sleazy establishment has paid off our local city council so as to be the only night club licence(open till 2am as oppsed to 1am for a pub)in a many mile radius.The place has had several deaths on it's treacherous ride back to town at the end of a few evenings.
It's parking lot has probably seen more date-rape's than a Serbian occupied Croatian village in the spring.The drinks are cheap ,watered down and the sewage system backs up into the club on a nightly basis. Read more »
Deep under the surface of Portland lies the famous Geno's. The only way in is through a black door and down a narrow flight of stairs. Once down there, there is no escape, no help, as your cell phone has no service. A band will be playing loud punk music, ideally. The beer is no frills. The mixed drinks are strong. The bartender is trashed.
The lady's room has seen some action. The green room has seen more.
The most famous true tale of Geno's is GG Allen took a shit on the stage, and Geno himself kicked him out.
In the city known for sleasy bars, El Zorro is famous for the ambiance, a pair of fairly burly gentlemen will greet you and poin the way to your table, the place is almost completely dark, after a second a girl will sit next to you and ask you to buy her a drink, if you do so, she will remover her top and let you fondle her,
Here you can get lucky for a few pesos.
This place hasn't been painted, remodeled or cleaned since 1976 when it opened.
Drugs run rampent and the shadiest people hang out there slinging coke, weed, and just about any pill you can think of.
I have never smelled a bathroom as bad as this in Chicago.
However the bar and waitstaff is hot. They might be hookers though.