We are hoping that it was so sad and empty because there was no show. It's seems clear that people don't spend a lot of time there when there isn't a band. Walking in there is a sign on the wall with the schedule for "Underwear Afternoons." What's an underwear afternoon? Oh, look, your bartender is in her underwear. That's awkward. Every time you think you're just staring into space, you'll find you're actually staring at some poor girl's ass. It's weird. She seemed fine with it and we are hoping she is getting something extra for her efforts. And by efforts, we mean ass.
Then there's the scrolling sign behind the bar that says, "Fuck gooski's, fuck the smiling moose, fuck cattivo, fuck garfield artworks..." going through every bar or show space in the city. We get that they're all cool and angry and shit, but that just seems like sour grapes.
So, it's still a great smoky dive bar to see a punk, metal, or industrial band play. It is not a good place to just sit around and grab a drink. Unless you’re a creepy creepster who likes to stare at girls in underwear, which is to whom they seem to be catering.
Address:
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Games:
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Darts, Video Game, Poker
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Façade:
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Scary
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Scene:
| Metal Dive |
Parking:
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Fairly Easy
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Patio/Outdoor:
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No
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Kitchen:
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None
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Cleanliness:
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Nasty
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Smoking:
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1970's Pittsburgh
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Jukebox:
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Internet Crap
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Hours:
| Wed 3pm-9pm, Thur-Fri 3pm-2am Sat 9pm-2am |
Cig Machine:
| No |
Drink Prices:
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Dirt Cheap
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# taps:
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6
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Bathrooms:
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Hover
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Specials:
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No
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Live music:
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Constant
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$8.00
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ATM:
| Yes |
Cash Only
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Yes
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TVs:
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2
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Size:
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Normal
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Say "J's husband once PASSED OUT on a speaker," it sounds like a much better story that way.
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