As long as you represent me as praising alcohol I shall not complain. It is, I believe, the greatest of human inventions, and by far - much greater than Hell, the radio or the bichloride tablet.
The End of the World Saloon
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 »
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!
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 »
Bimini’s second sleaziest bar
Let me say this about that.
With apologies to Humphrey Bogart “Of all the bars in all the world …… ” give me the sleazy ones (that last part was mine). Sleazy bars are home to a rare breed of animal that is comfortable with who they are, have no desire to change their station in life, good or bad, and are some of the most real people God ever put on this good earth. Sitting on adjacent bar stools in these establishments are millionaires, crooks, bums, homeless, movie stars, fishermen, politicians, and all manner of folk famous and infamous. But in a great sleazy bar, you can’t tell one from another. Such a place was The Compleat Angler located on Bimini Island in the Bahamas. Read more »
The exact address I am not sure about, it is one of the small side streets starting from "calle Assaonadors", very near "Calle Princesa". Just ask any "night-type" person you see walking around in that neighbourhood, and he or she will know. The club can only be recognized from the outside by its grey door on which you have to knock and then wait until they let you in. Read more »
A "Birra Bed" means Beer House in Amharic and there are plenty in Piazza, Addis. Just ask someone on the street and they will bring you there. The most birrabeds stay open till the last customer leaves or open up if the first arrives (just bang the door). Beer and local spirits are cheap and service always with a smile.
Truly a friendly (usually) dive. Very dark interior due to sooty windows and it's position down a narrow alley not too far from London Bridge Tube Station. Best experienced between 4pm - 7pm every weekday when it is Happy Hour (£1.80 per pint at time of writing). Frequented by local office workers, builders and any habitual wino with a bit of money in their pocket. Not many women. During the soccer season tends to be a stop off point for people travelling to Millwall home games.
This bar is located on the most famous street of Georgetown, namely Sheriff street. This reasonably dark place has live concerts regulary. Further, it has a lot of ladies, very willing to dance; rooms can be rent at the bar for the 'Hotel' next door. Stays open practically whole night. Have fun!!!
An old friend of mine lived across the street from this place and refused to go in.
So when I visited I dragged him in after a Widespread Panic show, LATE NIGHT.
Keep in mind, this place usually does not open until around midnight, and really gets hoppin' around 6-7am. S-n-J's is located in Uptown on Oak off of Carollton.
Most cab drivers don't even know where it is and it is primarily a local's joint. It's a tiny, ramshackle looking place with a very large south pacific man minding the door. Once you enter, it is a low ceiling and candle light only.
Drinks are cheap and poured stiff. Read more »
I need to travel again... explaining the concept of 'sleazy bars' evokes too many interesting places from the dark corners of my friends' memories. And of the cities they come from.
Airport, Am Dobben 70, Bremen. Opens at 11 at night. Beware, they already close around 5 am during the week, but in the weekends you can be surprised by how light it actually is when you get out, even in the winter. And the fresh air...!
Other places in Bremen on their way, once the memory of my friend is restored sufficiently to allow others to actually try and find the place. ("It's somewhere on a crossroads.")
To be honest, can't really remember this bar to well. You folks from abroad have to understand, that for people from Amsterdam, Maastricht is a foreign country. This despite the fact it's only 250 kilometers from Amsterdam. Anyway I don't visit the place to often. So I have been in this place only once, and yes it was late.
From what I remember the music was loud. What I paid for the drinks I don't know, but the beer tasted fine. It was about four o'clock in the morning, so I guess this bar can be called sleazy in an alternative way. At the end of the night I only remember seeing Balloons.
Can anybody tell me what kind of place this is?
The morning was great by the way, thanks for asking!
Update: The Bar is unfortunately closed.
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.
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 »