This venue is closed.
The flickering neon “Bar” sign over North 4th’s door is easy to miss in the flux of fancier hipster establishments. Inside, it’s a well-aged version of your high-school garage band’s basement hang out, plus drinking rights. Artwork by friends of the owner and the tattoo artists of Asylum Studios across the street is framed haphazardly on the walls. Mismatched couches (left over from the building’s days as a hookah lounge) are pushed against the walls to allow for local bands and a sparse-but-enthusiastic local fan base. Genres range from anti-establishment metal to reggae to soul, and if you like your larynx you’ll cede the floor to the maxed-out speakers. The most exotic liquor behind the bar is Bacardi Limón, so, with no taps in the place, your safest bet is the bar’s classic: a can of PBR and a shot of whiskey.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.