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The Seaforth Inn

Seaforth

An old fishermans pub which looks over the local harbour. Good music and late drinking.
Many visitors and locals alike, but more men than women overall and some class sleazy lines to be heard. Good laugh.

The Gold Nugget

The Gold Nugget Bar

Your chances of getting your ass kicked here is pretty good. Opens early and closes late. Sign on the door says to leave your guns in your truck, though the rule isn't really enforced.

Bands on Friday and Saturday night. Rare to find a chick over a "5" here. This is a small town without a police department. The state police take anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes to show up for the weekend fights that happen EVERY Friday and Saturday night.

Probably one of the last bars in the entire US where you can still get a 25 cent beer. Lots of dead animals stuffed on the walls. Lots of wild clientle. You are guaranteed to leave this bar with a good story to tell your buddies - no question about it.

Underground garage

Underground Garage

Like partying in your best friend's basement circa. 1979- probably hasen't been cleaned since then either. Come to think of it, same applies to most of the regulars.

Craby Joe's

This bar is near the corner of Main Street and 7th Street. Its in Skid Row. Its point of interest is that it is in the title montage of the film written by Charles Bukowski, "Barfly". At that time, the neon sign was still working. I'm interested in restoring the sign. There is no "bartime" at this bar. The stay open right up to 2:00 AM, at which time everyone is pushed out the door.

The Windsor

Hotel Windsor

If your scared of entering a dark dingy place that may or may not have undesirables loitering around the front, no problem. Once your in the front doors keep your back to the wall. I've never seen anything go down, but you may feel safe for your first few visits.
Cheap beer and great jazz...nice sacrafice. Impress your new girlfriend and show her how brave you are!
Come on down. Land of the free and home of the drunk.
PS-must get along well with Natives.

Grand Union

Grand Union

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."

Geno's

Geno's

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.

Random bars

Commercial Hotel

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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???

U Otter Stop Inn

U Otter Stop Inn

No windows, the same toothless drunks in there at noon as at midnight, gross mural on the exterior depicting creepy-faced buxom she-otters and sleazy he-otters merrily socializing with a pint or two, and to top it off, it's supremely dank and non-descriptly awful inside the bar.

Cheap liquor and beer are the specialties of the house.

R Bar

Managed, if that´s the right word, by the legendary Robin, this bar is a lot less sleazy than the girlie bars on Patong Beach but it deserves a mention for the sheer amount of alcohol imbibed on the premises. The landlord usually passes out on the bar sofa at around 1am, leaving the customers to help themselves. Try a Sang Thip bucket or a few bottles of the ridiculously strong Chang beer and join Robin on the sofa for some open mouthed snoring oblivion-type action. You get a nice mix of screeching locals, baffled tourists, alcoholic ex-pats (thankfully not too many of them) and the occasional ´character`.

Blue Gator Saloon

Blue Gator Saloon is a hangout for shipyard and offshore workers at the Port of Iberia in New Iberia,Louisiana
The beer is stored in portable coolers, the jukebox only has one volume setting,(high),the building is basically a shack with fake wood paneling adorning the walls. The restrooms can be used as a replacement for capital punishment.
Longneck bottles of beer are considered a top shelf extravagance. Two pool tables keep patrons entertained whether they are playing or just watching the action. The bar tender lives next to the bar in an old mobile home, and if you are a regular and need a little hair of the dog, you can knock on his door early in the morning and he'll open the bar for you.

Brigadun

Brigadun

It is open until very late.
I have only entered the bar after 4 o´clock at night, when the shutters are already partly closed.
I don´t remember much details, I do vaguely seem to remember both men and women are present and in general
the atmosphere is friendly.
As such, it is not very sleazy, but since it´s open till late I guess it deserves mentioning. Next time I´ll
try to pay more attention.

The Glass Slipper

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Long long time ago you had the so-called Combat Zone in Boston's chinatown.
Somehow it did not all get zapped by
prurient city administrators who may have been among the
patrons at this it-s-all-in-your-face-naked-ballerinas joint.
The Glass Slipper was spotted on a side alley on a very
rainy night. The room is long and narrow and as you enter from
the side you will be surprised by the glorious vistas awaiting just around the corner. We particularly liked the no-cover-charge, no-id, no-question-asked door policy that conveniently cut the foreplay short and gave our quivering senses an eyefull. Read more »

De Doos

De Doos

Supposed to be a student-bar. Yeah, right. They may have student prices, in other words it's cheap, but you won't learn shit in here. Or it should be how to get loaded, pick a fight or pick up a lady. All this in one lesson and you're sure to graduate. The music is mostly from the bullshit-genre but, like I said, the drinks are cheap. They're open on mondays and wednessdays and if you're a bit broad-shouldered or largely impudent you can always enter their so-called private parties at the weekends. They got no real owner, so no worries about the bill, but once in a while you'll be forced to hear out the tragic story of one of the volunteers about how they work so hard and earn so little. Just listen, they will go away. If not, that's the moment to pick that fight. I wish you fun. Read more »