Work is the curse of the drinking classes.
The Windsor can have a sketchy crowd but it often has excellent bands. Watch out for a band that you might enjoy. It's the kind of place that white people only enter if they are a group of brave or cazy, already-drunk, roided-up, college bros on a dare. The place is physically in such an alarming state of disrepair, you marvel at the fact that it is allowed to remain open at all. 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 »
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 »
Royals Pub, on the island of Hong Kong. In the mens bathroom there is a urinal, a sink and a toilet. It's guaranteed that at least two are filled with vomit on any given night.
Cheap beer (for Norwegian standards...) and thus adequately sleazy surroundings and clients. A nice jukebox to lift the mood once in a while. Note the ceiling.
Passed out people to the point of being almost meditative, glasses with lip lines, and seats stickier than a nudie movie booth floor.
The Stone Lion is by far one of the best dive bars I've ever expeienced. Almost literally a hole in the wall, the bar, jukebox and 2 or 3 round tables take up almost the entire bottom floor. Luckily, there's an outdoor section and an upstairs, which is where you'll find the restrooms, dartboards, a second jukebox and the terrace. The restrooms are an experience in and of themselves. Not quite as scary as you'd expect toilets in a dive bar to be, but there's still good graffiti. From the terrace you can see the rest of downtown Chattanooga, including the Tennessee Aquarium. The jukebox has everything you could possibly want in bar music from punk and 80s rock and metal to country. They even have the Dropkick Murphies. The beer selection is pretty good too. 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."
In the hoppinest neo-frisco current flavor-of-the-week urban renewal project section of portland called the "pearl district" or "chinatown" (used to be called junkyville or gook village before gentrification, hang onto your fuckin wallet!), nestled between the ample, loving bosoms of sparkling new high-rise high-density housing and old remodeled warehouses posing as living spaces, sits a demure semi-discreet lair known as Read more »
A nice underground party location for the weekends!
With a lot of weird people and cheap drinks.
If it's open, you can party all night long!
They have different party evenings, so check out there agenda for party's and if it's open!