Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter. Sermons and soda water the day after.
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 »
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 »
Upon passing through both doors you find yourself among the dregs of society.
Grizzled men and beat looking women line the bar and pool table.
The bathroom has the customary graffiti. Drinks are cheap and the music is a mix of rock, pop and country all somewhat dated.
You could get laid here if you dare as it is frequented by both a gay and straight crowd. I have actually witnessed a stabbing out front between two patrons one New Years Day.
Another night the bar had just closed when the barkeep stuck his head out the door and called over a hooker and banged her in a chair with the lights off.
Queen of sleazy bars
Let me say this about that.
Part of what makes a great sleazy bar is the cross-cultural, mixed bag, mongrel ethnicity of it’s patrons. It is, at the same time, the best and worst examples of the human species. If it is true that the patrons of “Genevieve’s Bar” in Singapore were made in God’s own image, then judgement day is going to be a really interesting affair. Read more »
drunken bums, street folk trying to sell you things (from sunglasses to electric beard trimmers), rowdy natives, $1.50 draft, live country bands every night, ladies and theyre johns...on hastings.
in fact, there is nothing classy about this place.
to quote the vancouver courier:
"It's 3 o'clock on a Wednesday afternoon and tables at the Grand Union Hotel on Hastings Street, three blocks west of Main, are almost full."
The bar is located 30 km. on the road from Khenifra to Marrakesch. Populated by all important people from the region El Kbab. It's actually a motel, you can also spend the night. The atmosphere is like the Mohaohamo Elzayani Bar in Khenifra. The bar is located really in the middle of nowhere! If you're lucky live Berber music will be played. Check this place out!
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.
The Cinebar is the oldest bar in san Jose. It's been around since 1936. The jukebox plays rockabilly, local bands, mexican music, metal, and country. For dinner (or breakfast) you can ask the bartender to throw a hot dog or a tamale in the steamer for you. The crowd is so... um... diverse, that you feel like your in the bar from Return of the Jedi. College kids, hookers, convicts, and all the other bartenders from around town frequent the Cinebar. You should too.
The place used to be an underground bowling alley, but is now rebuild into a bar which explain it's oblong shape.
The lighting and toilets is as bad as you can expect from a sleazy bar.
It's worth a visit...