Okay, so this is a dive bar. If you don't like all kinds of kinds - and I mean ALL kinds - don't walk through that door! This rating is as a karaoke dive bar. Because if you're into that - which I like divey bars here and there - they get rated on a whole different scale from other places.
It's a little dirty, and a little sketch, the parking is bad but there is another lot by the baseball field or you can park on university, and the owner disgustingly hits on half the women - and grossly enough a lot of them go with it to get free drinks here and there - I just ignore him. So, if you can handle all that, then read on.
This place can get pretty hoppin' on Friday and Saturday and they do karaoke here so I love that! There are usually some pretty funny and entertaining people here. So, feel free to let loose with little judgement. The KJ usually rotates pretty fast and fairly through people, so the wait isn't as long as some other places in Salem. They have a karaoke book, but you can ask if they have a newer song and once in a while you get lucky.
They have a couple pool tables and these people are serious about their pool, usually, so just be courteous of them when they are making a play.
I wish I could give this place zero starts. I actually had fun here with my friends. The karaoke was a blast and the KJ was super-friendly. The only problem I had was with the staff. They appear to be on a certain tier above me. They were rude, unhelpful, snarky, and just unpleasant to deal with. You'd do yourself a favor by not coming here.
Review Source:Great food!! Went on a Sunday night it was kinda dead by my LA standards also in los Angeles most ppl are assholes. But I didn't move to Salem for the night life.
Came with sum girl friends to relax and give the middle finger to Monday which was approaching alittle to fast.
Good food good ppl, I will return.
There are dive bars and there are DIVE BARS. This one falls wonderfully into the latter category.
There are two ways food, in a joint like this, can go; either they offer the bare minimum to satisfy the "something-to-eat" requirements of the OLCC, or they knock your socks off. CONSIDER ME BAREFOOT!
I quizzed Lori, my server, enough to ascertain that the half pound Burger Patties here are fresh ground and hand formed. I ordered a Swiss Cheeseburger ($7.50) and upgraded the come-with Chips to Crispy Fries ($3.00). Others have complained about being charged a buck for water here. Such was not the case for me today. This monster Patty was lean and without gristle and hung over the large Sesame Seed Bun all the way around. It had Red Onion, Tomato, Lettuce, Mustard, and Dill Pickle Chips in addition to the big gooey slab of Swiss Cheese. (I had Lori hold the Mayo) My not very Crispy Fries came with cup of Ranch Dressing. Malt Vinegar was provided.
To call the place unassuming would be a kindness. It has the down-at-the-heels tawdriness that typifies so many great old neighborhood dive bars. It has a bar on one wall (Big surprise!) and a large bank of poker machines on another as well as a couple of pool tables and the usual assortment of tables and chairs. I made my way down a dark hallway to the men's room. I felt all over the wall for the magic trick light switch. A chap from the bar, whom I assumed was well schooled in this labor of dexterity, saw my plight and made his way back to assist me. This assumption did not immediately manifest itself in fact. I was a little dubious about sharing this confined space with a total stranger in the dark. He finally got the light switched on and with a nod and a smile, left. Turns out he was just a good Samaritan after all. My thanks for his neighborly assistance.
Lori did a good job as my server.
Although the Fries did a face-plant, the fantastic Burger more than made up for it. It was more than worthy of an encore performance. I'll stick with the comes-with-the-order Potato Chips next time.
Give Jammers a try. Don't let the exterior scare you off. There's a hell of a Hamburger inside with your name on it. (Which reminds me; somewhere in the world there's a fellow named Cole Bennett who has a personalized bar stool here that really does have his name on it!)
After one failed attempt at finding a Karaoke joint late Sunday night, a group of friends and I found Jammers.
I believe each of us had been to Jammers at least once in the past, I know I had rather recently for a friend's birthday party. Â Nothing really bad or really awesome happened in my previous experiences, but then again, I hadn't actually Karaoke'd personally.
Upon arrival (after 11:00pm) I immediately checked out the food situation, as I had been starving for quite some time and needed some greasy goodness to ease the belly growls. Â I found out that full menu service ended at 10:00pm, but that fried food orders can be placed until closing. Â After ordering my basket of fries (which were hot and tasty), Blue Moon for myself, and a glass of water for my boyfriend - who was kind enough to be DD for the night - I made my way back to the table. Â I was mulling over the rather expensive bill I had just paid for when I realized they CHARGED TWO DOLLARS FOR WATER. Â
This is uncool, sirs. Â Strike one.
Next up on our agenda was to belt out some tunes. Â One of the group grabbed the Karaoke list and we started to flip through the selections. Â I have to say, could this be organized any worse? Â No consistency in songs by artist or songs by title for the most part. Â You'd see a grouping of alphabetically by song, then randomly, a few artists names tossed in there. Â This happened throughout the book. Â It made finding anything rather difficult. Â Strike two.
The actual Karaoking was hit or miss. Â My boyfriend owned Rebel Yell by Billy Idol, probably the best performance of our group that night. Â Our other friends had a little more issues with the microphone, myself included. Â It seemed to randomly cut out our voice and switch to the actual artist occasionally. Â Or, in my case, it simply didn't registrar my voice for crap. Â I was told this could have been due to the song I choose, To the Moon and Back by Savage Garden. Â Regardless of the excuse, it ruined my Karaoke experience. Â Strike three.
I doubt we will return willingly on our own.
I don't know whether I love the place or just kind of ho hum about it. I know I don't hate it because I've suggested stopping in here a few times when I'm in Salem but I don't really feel the crowd here either. What I do know is that I enjoy the staff here and the people watching here is worth the drive down to Salem. Its funny that I've come here enough times now that the staff knows me now by my first name which is pretty bad when you don't even live in Salem! They pour a good drink and are pretty attentive to your empty glass when you're sitting at the bar.
The karaoke here is really interesting. It could use some improvement but for Salem standards I will say this is one of the better places I've been to so far. As for the patrons, the many times that I've come here I always find myself entertained by the people that come in here. Not gonna mention anything in detail but if you're into people watching its worth the time to make the trek down here and enjoy yourself while you wait for karaoke song to come up.
Great beer and liquor selection makes it a worthwhile trip if you're in Salem for the night. Definitely a recommended stop if you're in the Salem metro area.
Happy Drinking Everyone!
I love Jammers, but if I didn't have such a soft spot for dive bars with karaoke I probably wouldn't be as psyched about it. Â The karaoke sound system is mediocre, though they have a nice little stage and dance floor setup that makes it pretty fun for groups to come up and support the singers. Â They also have a couple of pool tables, and have a pool league that's in there pretty frequently. Â Drinks are cheap and the staff is pretty nice, if occasionally a little growly. Â I'll definitely be back!
Review Source:Hubby and I came into Jammers on a Wed night with some friends that were familiar with the place and with Steve, who happens to work there. We walked in at about 10:30 PM at night. It was a really nice place, IMHO. There were people playing video lottery machines, people shooting pool, people just hanging around BSing, and a guy was singing karaoke.
It reminds me of one of those cozy hometown type of bars. Not real stuffy and not real big, but just right! Their pool tables are SHARP. Man the sharks were out in full force, practicing on them. I had a ball watching them sink some crazy shots!!
Steve was very kind and personable. He, too, is also a pool shark so watch out!! If I had to say anything negative about Jammers it would be the fact that they charge you $2 for a glass of water. The water is NOT free here and they got a bunch of little signs reminding you of this when you step up to the bar to order. $2, $2, $2!! Fortunately, they let me bring my own bottled water in. Other than that, the place is cool!! =)
Alex V. has issues. He whines about a place he doesn't like at the expense of a great Salem tavern. He found it necessary to perform some "reviewcrapping" (similar to "threadcrapping" in forums) on the Jammers page to get his jollies off. It is also clear that he has no sense of humor. Having a sense of humor allows one to enjoy life. Nobody cares what Alex thinks about their karaoke, they are just having fun with some friends. And Jammers is a great place to get that done!
Let's also not forget the competition-grade pool tables. I'm no pool hustler, but I know a good table when I see it.
Jammers is a nice place to hang out with friends, shoot some pool, sing silly songs and generally just enjoy life. So stop pouting, smile a little more and go to Jammers for a good time. Don't listen to spoiled Cali fanboi whiners like Alex V.
When deciding to go out to a bar or even just to have a great meal one of the first places on my list its always Jammers. Whether you want to play pool, sing karaoke, or even just tip a few with friends it is always a good time.
STOP BY ON TUESDAY NIGHTS FOR SOME OF THE BEST PRIME RIB IN TOWN!
Generally I have found the staff to be very attentive and the overall clientele to be intelligent and easy going.
Overall, highly recommended!
Salem, Oregon. Â If you live here then you've done something to offend God. Â If not, then, certainly, your parents have. Â And when the sins of the father are carried over to the children they are sent to a place called hell... also known as Jammer's Tavern.
It is here that you can witness a grown man sing "Man I Feel Like a Woman." Yeah, it's that bad.
I will say this, however: This is the only place I've been to that serves up a proper Absynth shot. Â True story. Â My poor cousin is still seeing illusions of mediocrity.
Scaryoake is what this place is all about. Â So if you come here prepare for an aural assault on the senses the likes of which would take years to wash away. Â Children will spit on you. Â Jammers