the space, the place, i love love love. the people who occupy that space, namely the lady workers, is what drove me from this place for nearly a year.
the inside is cavernous with books and knick knacks and records and shizz thrown together to create the dark, somehow chaotic and calm space i so happily inhabit. there's an outside too! a nice one! with a nice-sized covered bit as well as an uncovered...if you're into the elements.
with cheap and tasty iced coffee and beer deals, i can readily get work done or start a hilarious conversation with any myriad of fellow strange strangers or play board games with my frandz.
you're likely to hear/see some sort of performance or at the very least, see people who look like they all belong together enter with instruments, so that's cool.
now the bad. the dirty bad. without seriously getting into the petty, the bar workers, all female at the time, would be so downright rude to me, they eventually got to a place where they would talk ABOUT me IN FRONT of me! now, other than our brief interactions of money and product exchange, i did not know these ladies and still cannot fathom how or why they felt alright with acting so abysmally..especially at their place of work.
the other day, i decided to come back and had a very pleasant time. the barkeep, a dude who i imagine is named samuel or benjamin or the like, was appropriately cute and friendly and helpful. watched some weird movie in the back as i nommed on fries. and got to be one of two audience members of a white rap collective and AND learned that they have a credit card machine which, they've apparently had for a year! (the wenches always told me there was none)
tl;dr: go when the sun is still out, have a time, and steer clear of the wenches. :)
I would like to start this review off by saying this place is an awesome venue with great food and great music. The owner and most staff members have always been nothing but nice to me and have always had good vibes. Its a feel good place... usually.
Im writing this review only because it needs to do something about a horrible short bartender who clearly had a bug up her ass tonight.
I saw some great musicians play and for the most part she seemed alright but I noticed as the night progressed, she was becoming more and more annoyed and just done. A musician was performing on stage and I noticed he called her name out like he was giving her a shout out in the song and instead of getting that he was giving her a prop she assumed he wanted something and kept going "what?" and when he turned away she looked annoyed. Fine miscommunication. Whatever.
As the night progressed, I saw her be very very inappropriate and rude to not only patrons but staff members as well.
One guy who had also performed asked her if the kitchen was still open to which she responded negatively and made it clear she didnt want the kitchen open.
She was also really mean to a guy who worked there that wore a red shirt and he looked very upset because she was yelling at him from across the room! Look, I know proper etiquette in a bar/restaurant/business/whatever.... you dont do that. If you have a problem take it away from customers. No one needs to see that mess.
She then announced last call in 10 minutes. Then claimed she said last call WAS 10 minutes ago. Â When she was called out on that she demanded that people leave, when those who were sitting by the bar were leaving she then pleaded with them and said "You dont have to leave only THEY do" in response to other patrons that she clearly didnt want there. One guy went up to her asking for his receipt and she actually got IN HIS FACE and went "Are you fucking kidding me?!?!!" Then they all began to argue and I heard the most ridiculous garbage come out of this girls mouth about being the manager and in charge and that they would never perform there again and even went to the guys music equipment and threatened to toss it out. Look, I know that equipment is expensive. Im shocked this guy didnt call the cops on her.
Look I know who the owner and real manager are. Ive seen them before and they are great guys. She has no authority nor did she have any reason to be rude to these guys. She was absolutely insane. Maybe she was having a rough night. It was clear she wanted everyone out so she could go home but that is no excuse for the way she acted. Even if they were as bad as she THOUGHT they were (i didnt see an issue) thats not how you act.
I dont want to go back to this place if that chick is there. Granted she did nothing to me, but bad vibes is not something that brings business. This is  a great place and it doesnt need to be hurt by such a horrible staff member.
Its a real shame i gotta give it this review because honestly this review does not represent the awesome venue. This review represents really inappropriate behavior in a business.
Wow, just WOW. We definitely need more chill places like this closer to the city. Gentrification has left East Village, Lower East Side, and now slowly Williamsburg souless and to lose its character to turn into one of those generic upmarket NYC neighborhood with luxury condos and designer shops and shit. I don't like that shit. I prefer the old-fashioned, the dirty, the nasty, the weird, the interesting and definitely NOT the flashy, modern, bright, clean establishments that seem to dominate the scene nowadays in this city which can get boring.
Goodbye Blue Monday, what a great find!! I've always wanted to visit this place as it seemed like an interesting place from what I've read and seen (pictures) on Yelp. So finally, today hopped onto the F, transferred to J and arrived here.
The entrance is very hipster-like with street art, wall art, graffiti, etc. Once you enter, first thing that will come up to your mind is probably WTF, but this time in a good way. Interior looks like a vintage consignment store (minus the clothes and jewelry) with shelves of records, antique furniture, kitschy decorations, mirrors, aliens (!!), with a small bar area serving coffee and alcoholic drinks, bar stools, some tables, round-tops, a self-service water station (for those drinking coffee), and a mini stage for live musical performances (mostly at night). The slightly hipster/rocknroll/emo looking dude who works behind the counter is very chill, no attitude nor pretentiousness, just really laid-back doing his job. Crowd is a mix of some old crazy drunk folks who will approach you all of a sudden as well as young crowd with their smartphones and laptop but most seemed happy and relaxed just enjoying some off-time from work or what hell life brought them here. Oh yeah, and the background independent music they play is somewhat soothing and relaxing and just very very chill.
I ordered a large Iced Coffee ($3) which was in fact served in a large plastic (beer) cup and was surprisingly good. I grabbed a table towards the entrance where the shelves of LP records were and enjoyed my drink. I also ordered the ultimate hipster drink PBR or Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer (they sell both can and draft) for the first time and I actually thought it was really good and I don't even like beer!! It was light, crisp, and refreshing. After chugging down the entire beer, for some reason I felt high no I meant seriously horny haha but doesn't anyone feel that way when they're drunk or maybe I'm too drunk already while writing this review on Yelp lol
There are restrooms available toward the back of the place (second door towards the back) as well as an outdoor patio seating area towards the back if you want to sit outside and drink/smoke when the weather permits. Not to mention, they have free WiFi and the password: password lol which is awesome. All in all, GBM, I was gonna give you 4 stars (yeah I'm pretty stingy with stars) but fuck it I'm drunk right now so I'm giving you damn 5 stars but please promise me that you'll stay in business for a long ass time!!
Ehhhh...i don't really want to waste much of my time talking about this place.
I hate getting pulled here by friends and their brunch is a joke.
I'm only giving two stars because there was a really nice girl working on a Sunday there, which was a miracle, bc everyone else that works there is rude.
Not really my scene, but I honestly think it's an eyesore to Broadway...a street that already looks totally trashed and needs much improvement.
How can I NOT give GBM 5 stars?
After their renovations I was skeptical but hey, things change, i got over it. The spirit is still alive in this neighborhood staple and pioneer. This generations CBGB's. No? Â Fuck you, tell me who is!
Um...where was I? Oh yeah, in recent times they stepped up their menu in a major way, beers also... backyard area still awesome.
Music is obviously hit or miss but that's part of the charm. Free music every night ...every kind of music imaginable and you never know what you're going to get.
This is my favorite wildcard night and I hope to be visiting for many years to come. (also over the years the staff has changed but I've always liked them)
P.S. - something I discovered recently is this is one of the most enjoyable and cheapest brunch spots in all of Bushwick. (in addition to being one of the best bars/venues)
Truly great beer list. Food is exceptional. Depending on who's working the staff is generally very friendly. Ramona Flowers is a babe. Adam D is a babe. Tunes are hit or miss, but that's not the venues fault.
The kinda place where you catch some really hard to listen to "music" but then a few years later they become Black Dice and you can't get into their shows.
Neighborhood staple. Love the back patio/theater when the weather is nice.
I used to live right down by this little dive an it's a wonderful place to relax if your cramped crappy apartment has got you down.
Live music almost every night. Literary meetings. If this area every gets considerably better then this venue would have a lot more going for it. good selection of canned and bottled beer. Nice entertainment. Food leaves a bit to be desired.
This place is great for coffee and/or drinks but the food leaves much to be desired. They offer vegan chilli over french fries (tasty but terrible for you) and every time I've gone for brunch they are mysteriously out of their vegan sausages. If they'd offer more food options and way more vegan options, I would come here every day.
Review Source:This place is awesome! Came here for a drink on Halloween and they were playing a movie on the projection screen. Â The drinks are mad cheap and they play a variety of good music. Â They have board games for you to play with while you're enjoying music and getting smashed. Â They also have live performances and they serve food but it is not table service, so you have to order from the bar. Â The food was decent for it being bar food.
Review Source:I live down the street and used to come here pretty frequently. But the food has seriously gone downhill (new chef?) which used to be one of the major perks of this place. Bad food + only wine and beer + very mediocre to bad bands pretty often = might as well go next door and get wasted at Lone Wolf and dance to James Brown.
Review Source:Roy Orbison ST and I've been here before...I've been here before.
But can't remember when? Days of yesteryear - halcyon youth lore.
It's a rink a dink kinda joint, super great location kinda gem in the ghetto rough steez. Under that JMZ...Stylishly unstylish aka Magnificent.
Back yard porch area, too.
The kinda place where you show up at 3pm on a Tuesday, mourning yet another heartbreak on the loose, cry cry away and look at the gigantic muffins on display while drinking your $2 PBR on tap.
Bonus points for misery - its dark. AND I'M NOT MISERABLE! NOR DO I CRY.
Curious about the Australian chaps sitting next to me playing scrabble under the lofted DJ booth contraption... There's also a stage. I vaguely remember attending some kind of show here, years ago... Youth-y.
I'm an old woman now. Too old for heartbreaks that drive me to drink. ANYWAYS (As Cutty Ranks says: "Six million ways to die: choose one") Blue Monday's for the win. Even though you know you should be looking for a job, your heart is swollen and it's hot as hell in hell - well, all these aspects coupled together like some tangential awkward astrology verse lead you to not one or two but three or four happy afternoon beers.
Funny other Yelpers mention food... what's that?
To be completely honest, I don't have time to write the review this place deserves, but I have to make a couple comments while I'm thinking about it. Perhaps, I will update it later.
Anyhow, I just want to say that you HAVE to try the mole sauce. I ordered it with my meal and I asked for extra so I could dip my french fries in it. I wasn't expecting to find good Mexican food at a bar. : )
Also the open mike is fun and entertaining--a great place to see some very talented people. The atmosphere is chill, and there are cool sculptures all over the place.
Coming off Broadway in Brooklyn, you enter a well known venue. The room is a two story expansive space with a bar to the left under the stairs, and beyond the central seating area, along the back wall, stands a prominent stage, with restrooms to the left and then a hallway to the back patio. Also in the seating area, near the middle, there is scaffolding similar to a bunk bed setup, with a table underneath, and, very wisely, sound and lights up top for the performances. In addition, it is a very decorative place, there are lots of of paintings and random odds and ends all over the walls. Perhaps due in part to the artsy atmosphere, it is home to some nice open mics, and you get a variety of GOOD performers. Â
The best part is $3 PBR on draft. The food is delicious as well, especially the burritos.
It's the place to stop by if you live far out in Brooklyn and don't feel like going all the way to Manhattan. Also the place for some excellent open mics, and on those nights, maybe its good to take the extra trip.
I moved to Bushwick in November and my roommates and I have been going here at least once a week as our neighborhood cafe with good food, free internet and chill bartenders.
My roommate likes the bloody marys and the vegetarian burrito, I've come to love the falafel with eggplant salad. The coffee is great too for a buck, it's very strong. You can get a huge plate of fries for a couple bucks. They serve beer and wine as well. A Â decent menu with items that are ethnic and American fusion based, yummy, healthy for the most part and nothing over $10. Â
The bartenders are usually female when I've been there and always friendly/competent. The crowd is mostly that Bushwick/Williamsburg hipster blend, but not necessarily, there is quite often a hip-hop "thug" crowd blend too. During the day the the crowd tends to be sparse anyway, making it a great place to plug in and get work done. At night there is almost always some form of open mic or band.
The water is free and located  down at the end of the bar in a large brown water cooler, the silverware and everything is there too with extra napkins and menus and you are encouraged to help yourself.
The bathroom is clean and covered in stickers. The entire place is decorated in a punk rock, found art eclectic kind of style with odd lamps, a record collection and vintage wallpaper. There is a huge outdoor area through the back where patrons can smoke with their drinks. During the summer there are outdoor shows as there is a covered stage.
This place is a little different In a neighborhood with mostly Dominican food, bakeries, your local deli and diners.
This place IS cool, especially for its location.
Chill place to cheers and toss back some beers with friends.
Food was decent. Fetch walls of knick knacks, records, and local, friendly vibe. It seems like some folks hang out here all day and every day.
I'll definitely go back for an Irish Eye Opener... or two.
Well, we drove waaaay out to Bed-Stuy to hear a notable pair of young, extremely talented jazz groups. GPS announced "your destination is ahead on the left." We missed it, despite our better efforts to locate the place (the bar on the corner was closed as were most other storefronts). Noting the street numbers, we doubled back and realized that the chaotic storefront we'd dismissed as a soup kitchen was, in fact, our destination.
There was a Bedford-Stuyvesant "tag sale" going on in front of the venue. The sellers were aggressively peddling their wares (which included baby toys, clothes, a couple of beat-up tube television sets and various building materials - as we approached a seller was touting the benefits of an under-door "sweep" molding to a potential buyer). It's alright.
Everyone needs to make a living, and I forgive the club's management for (obviously) condoning the late-evening tag sale (perhaps in the name of keeping the peace with the locals).
The problem was, our fairly ostentatious ride, replete with baby-blue-fade Connecticut license plates, was parked opposite these dubious activities so we were possessed to collect all of our possessions and take them inside (thanks to a friend's back-pack) rather than allow our Ray-Bans and various battery chargers to be plucked from said vehicle.
Now, as an aging member of the hippie generation, I'm all too familiar with the definition of "laid back." This place brings that concept into a whole new dimension. Nobody "sells" here. The young lady tasked with providing our wine, beer and cofee begged our pardon, after we rudely interrupted her banter, while she wrapped up her conversation with her girlfriends.
Over the course of the evening, we asked ourselves over and over how on earth this place could make any money selling $4 glasses of wine, $2 coffees and the ubiquitous PBR (Pabst Blue Ribbon) beer at only $3. (Belgian specialties ran into $10 per large serving and a good, micro-IPA - the hipsters' requisite - was only $6). The businessman in me also noted that there were four employees and only three- to four-times as many patrons there.
There was a sign on the wall announcing that the place would have a fund-raiser for the latest radical "occupation" of Capitalist bastions.
This coffee shop puts their money where their mouth is; not once during the three hours we lingered here did we feel at all pressured to purchase anything. Not only were the hungry and thirsty obliged to approach the barmaid, but once at her altar, we were compelled to wait patiently, and then take communion at her convenience.
Let's face it, these kids are doing a great thing on a budget that's probably a tiny fraction of the hipster hangouts in Williamsburg, but then again, their clientele arrived on the soles of their Converse All-Stars, not in a BMW 7-Series sedarn.
I feel very alone in a room filled with young people who're trying to act the way they believe they should - lemme explain - at once vibrant but loaded-down to the shoulders with the weight of the world's problems. (In the old days they called these people "emo" but these folks have grown up chronicalogically).
For this country bumpkin, this scene  was just what the doctor ordered; wild without being scary. (Heaven knows, we've done scary and this fat old guy's heart can't do "scary" nor "fast" any more). But we must, sadly, temper our Yelp report hereinafter:
Hey, dudes! Don't advertise "carrot cake" on a sign if you're out of it! Perhaps miss Valium-Tepid-Water bartender couldn't be bothered to remove it 'cause her friends don't eat carrot cake (they seemed to exist on the very air they breathed, and conversation -- lots of conversation). Tepid water became hot water when we ponied up a generous gratuity -- I was nearly convinced that someone would come to our table bearing a menu but that was not to happen. Nonetheless, the affordable nature of the refreshments was tempered by need to defray the entertainment cost.
Indeed, one band member revealed that this venue pays not a cent to the entertainers and that the compensation is dependent on the generosity of the audience. Yes, they pass a tip jug (in this case a pretty beat-up brass spittoon), but the folks in the audience had already spent so much on the subway fare to go to Occupy Wall Street to contribute. Suffice it to say that friend and I were entertained enough to deposit more in that bucket than the club itself had probably taken in all night.
Am I being harsh? Yes.
This place is good merely because it serves the Bed-Stuy hoi-polloi while leaving the door open in a very welcoming way to newcomers.
Oh, the food. All we nibbled on were some soggy fries blanketed in a Velveeta-relative. It was cold by the time the cook emerged from the kitchen with it.
Eat before you go, set your sights on some of their more interesting beer offerings, and get ready for some out-there music.
Pretty torn on this one.
On one hand, I can't really hate a place that lets me order a cup of coffee and a Magners at the same time. Â (The coffee was merely okay. Â The Magners was served with a glass of ice without even asking. Â Good stuff!)
On the other, some godawful generic band was playing way too loudly, and their levels were all F-ed up, you couldn't hear the vocalist. Â My friends didn't want to stay here longer than twenty minutes because of this. Â I couldn't really blame them.
Goodbye Blue Monday has made some incredible and drastic improvements over the past year! Â I don't exactly have predictable work hours, which translates into unpredictable party hours, so it's great to have a cafe a few blocks away that serves brunch everyday until 5 PM. Â They do have a full dinner menu as well, however I haven't sampled it. Â Before the addition of an operable kitchen the best you could hope for here was a microwaved veggie wrap and some rice krispie treats of questionable origin. Â
Be aware however if you go in for food it's a tad DIY (in true hipster-'hood fashion). Â For instance, you gather your own silverware and condiments at the help-yourself jug-o'-water-and-plastic-cups station, and then once you have finished your meal you drop off your finished plate with the barista. Â I'm hoping they get proper To Go Menus soon. Â
They have also extended the actual bar space, bought decent and comfortable barstools (finally!) and added beer on draught.  I also dig the  lofted soundboard creating a DJ's Nest as to add more seating for the patrons. Â
Ever since I moved to Bushwick I have loved GBM, but now I have a few more reasons to do so!
This place is awesome if you want to SIT IN THE NEAR COMPLETE DARK during the daytime, drinking a crap latte that the barista heated to scalding hot temperatures because she doesn't know what she's doing.
I went to a show here and the only people there were me and my friends. And the bands. And the bartender. The mulled wine tasted like hot red dirty water.
Yes, they have wifi. That's about it.
Thankfully, there's Athom Cafe across the street.
Love Kurt Vonnegut, hate this bar.
The decor is kind of cool and the owner seemed nice, but...
Seriously every single person in Brooklyn is in a band, but not every single person's band should be able to play live.
It's like they have no music filter here.
What the hell is an Animal Collective cover band? Are you being serious, or is this some sort of joke?
This is gentrification at it's finest.
My faith in mankind faded quickly.
I always pass by this place and never go in. Not even the time I heard a band playing that eerily sounded like Fugazi playing inside. (I still want to kick myself in the teeth for that one) anyyyyyways:
I had some goddamn delicious meatloaf here, and the bartender Buffy was not only a damn peach, she was also rocking some great jams. My companion and I had some muddled wine due to the freezing temps outside, and it was yum!
The decor is what you might expect of a place with such a literary cool brag name. Random San Francisco sidewalk sale castoffs. Dim in its lighting and the bathroom of course matches.
Records on sale in the corner and jazz outfits playing the stage somewhat nightly. If you live off the J in Bwick, seriously don't skip this spot. I'm upset I've waited so long to check it out.
First of all: "$" rating. Is everybody nuts? Yeah, they have some cheap stuff, like $1.50 coffee, but you pay that at Starbucks and get a bigger cup, and frankly, $4-6 beers in the boonies of Brooklyn seems like a decent amount! You'd pay that more or less anywhere in Manhattan, and not be surrounded by a neighborhood that looks like a post apocalyptic earth.
For realsies. I nearly got in a fight walking from the J to this place the other night, because some hobo tried to unzip my laptop bag. And you know I lived here for a few months: that's pretty much par for the course in these parts. Here you've got a lot of kids from out of town with a lot of money (and not a lot of sense) mixed up in a working class area, with Woodhull nearby letting out junkie patients all doped up on methadone - seriously the count hospital tags on the wrists of passersby sometime.
Anyway, it's just not a winning combination. Quite a a long trip from anywhere else in the city to sit in a dirty room and drink overpriced beers served by unsmiling hipsters. Plus the seats are uncomfortable.
Edit: since Yelp has clarified $ as costing less than $10 a person I suppose my indignation about the $ rating is no longer as valid-- if you just want one or two PBRs... fine. But since two mid-quality beers will still run you in excess of $10 I stand by it.
I like this place - the inside is awesome and I love that it is a coffeeshop and bar. So there are snacks, cakes, brownies and booze. I wish it was not in the middle of nowhere for me, but I guess that is what makes it so laid back and fun.
I went to see a band play - turns out they have 2 "stages". One actual big one in the front and one is this weird half-outside area.
Can't wait to go back and see more music.
I always gush whenever I talk about this place. Its one of my favorites, and its one of the top things I will mention to do when there seems to be a lack of things todo.... a go to place when you want to have a good night...guaranteed! Â Goodbye Blue Monday has a quirky, cute feel, with not just one but two stages full of music and an out door yard to mingle and smoke.
The vibe is fun and laid back. The decor helps a lot in setting that vibe. The music played here is sometimes a bit out there, but I like that. the stage in the back seems to be more for experimental music, I'm not sure, but there few times I've been there thats just how it seemed. Its surprisingly good stuff though, so I recommend going and keeping an open mind, you never know, your next new favorite band could be playing on either stage. I know I've never been disappointed.
As for all the BS "hipster' talk. Really? Isn't that so 3-4 years ago? Â I'm certainly not a hipster and I love this place. A hipster is supposed to be some rich kid posing as an artist just to kill time and spend as much of their parents money as possible, right? I don't know, but last time I checked you can't exactly SEE that on anyone. Stop confusing artists with what you think "might" be a hipster. Grow up, come here, relax and have a great time!!
There is a Goodbye Blue Monday in every metropolitan city in America, with its antiquarian-retro-kitsch-yardsale-grunge aesthetic, with its tattoo-eyeliner-bearded-flannel-bleary-eyed-Âstruggling-musician behind the counter, with its organic-vegan-microbrew-espresso-live-music-beat-Âhappening consumption zone. Â Hipsters everywhere are just yuppies, only with different consumption choices.
And whenever I'm in Minneapolis-St.Paul-Raleigh-Durham-Scottsdale-ÂMesa, I seek out its Goodbye Blue Monday equivalent because at such a place I am more likely to find the indie-stoner-starving-artist-goth-hipster-freak crowd that I wallow in here in New York, I can thumb through a local zine, and figure out what-if-anything is happening in that otherwise-dreary-suburban-strip-mall-of-a-city that night. Â I harbor no illusions about my consumption preferences.
But when I'm actually in New York, I can, on any given night, find 219 better things to do than to schlep all-the-way-the-fuck-out-to-Bushwick just to have a beer in the company of the younger brothers of the dudes still sitting in the Minneapolis-St.Paul-Raleigh-Durham-Scottsdale-Mesa cafes.
This place is on the front lines of the gentrification of bushwick. You walk in and are immediately taken back by how eclectic the décor is. Or at least how intensely eclectic it's designed to be. This is the go-to local place for all the hipsters living east of Myrtle.
With free wireless, good coffee, friendly staff, it seems well deserving of 4-5 stars.
I don't know why other Yelpers seem to dislike GBM so much, because I really enjoyed it! Â And sure, it was saturated with hipsters, but you have to know what you're getting yourself into, don't you? Â And where do hipsters who can't afford BillVille live? Â Yup, you guessed it, East BillVille/Bushwick. Â You want to avoid them, go live in Canarsie.
GBM is very no-nonsense: dingy seating, tons of quirky bric-a-brac and junk all over the walls, a wine selection that is comprised of: red, good red, white, good white. Â And let me tell you, the "good red"? Â Not one I'd ask the barkeep the name of. Â At least it didn't come out of the Carlo Rossi jug I saw behind the bar. Â Oh, and they have Sparks too, which may interest those of you who think taking caffeine and EtOH in two separate steps is too much work...
Anyway, I found the place charming and engaging, and the live music we heard was really great. Â It seems to be a great place to go hear some indie rock and other eclectic music (the final and best act of the night was an incredible group of jazzy-ish, gospel-ish singers and musicians that brought down the frickin' roof!) without having to fight the Pete's Candy Store crowd.
Highly recommended if you're in the nabe and have a hankering for music!
Oh, this is the biggest one I ever had! You hear that Elizabeth? I'm coming to join you honey!
This place is not as much a bar as it is the junk shop from Sanford and Son with some inexpensive beer and wine thrown into the mix, which makes it pretty awesome. I am between 3 and 4 stars here. I live nearby, and was happy to find a place besides Life Cafe 83 that I could walk to from my apt and not feel completely out of place or endangered. One of the downsides of Bushwick is that there is little in the way of local bars for those nights you aren't looking to go to manhattan.
I think your impression will differ based on what kind of music is playing when you got there. When we entered, there was a band on stage with an awful singer, a drunk guitarist, and an overzealous (and over-sized) fan club. Had I entered and found a folk singer or talented punk band, I might have given four stars.
I've been wanting to check this place out for a little while since it's a 10 minute walk from my apartment. The walk there is pretty deserted and long, but once you get inside it's got a very warm and Southern feel.
The decor is ultra tacky and run down, but in a fun and artsy way. The atmosphere is really laid back and chill, great music, bands and approachable clientle.
Disclaimer: GBM does not serve liquor. However, Sake, Wine, coffee, tea, soda, etc are all on the menu at a decent price.
Just wayyy tooo hipster for me, sorry. Â I get it. Â It's funky. Â The music on your mac is rare and really shitty which in turn makes it cool. Â The coffee tastes like mud, and the beer selection is a step below a high school keg party - which is also apparently cool. Â And sorry but welding a chair to a vaccum cleaner to a lamp to fan and calling it a sculpture is lame.
Anyways, the people there have always been nice - and its a good place to go chug a PBR if you are running down broadway, escaping from many of the insane junkies in this area ahah. Â Mostly it's like this freak of nature - white-people-safe-haven-sort-of anomaly that keeps us all interested. Â Including myself.
An impossible oasis in the middle of a not-very-inviting part of Brooklyn. Â
Once inside, it's chock full o' hipsters, plus memorabilia (most for sale) and random antique/genuinely retro nouns covering every possible surface. Â Plus: A chubby cat who genuinely grooves on the music and vibe from his perch atop the fridge. Â
Cheap drinks (beer/wine), plenty of atmosphere, random couches and elementary-school chairs for seating.
Decent enough bar, close to my apartment, the atmosphere is cool and the crowd is mostly neighborhood hipsters, when there is a show it usually get's pretty packed, it's affordable, a can of PBR is $2, a bottle of decent import is $4-5, wine is $5, Sake is also $5. The bar also features free wifi and coffee, think of it as sort of a Cakeshop but in Bed-Stuy.
The downside is that this is not yet a safe area and you get alot of people wandering in asking for change, it can be a bit unnerving.
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