When my boyfriend comes out to visit me in my neck of the woods, this is our favorite dive bar to go to.
The drinks are decently priced for a dive bar, but we come here for fun and ambiance. Liquid Blues is a total hippie bar, complete with bead curtains, lava lamps, and a total 60s/70s feel. It's very laid back, the staff is always awesome and down-to-earth and the vibe is fun. It's a great place to meet up with friends (or even a date-we had our first date here).
You have your options of pool, darts, or watching the latest game on TV. There's a jukebox too. I know there are nights they have live bands and other events, but we usually come on a Sunday, when things are a little more relaxed.
I also wanted to note that Liquid Blues does serve food, just not on Sundays, so I haven't been able to enjoy that aspect of the bar. But I hear from friends it's good eats at cheap prices.
Love coming here and I plan on coming back again and again!
I'm not out this way too often but my friend was celebrating her birthday and this was where she wanted to meet up with the rest of our crew. I was able to park on the street easy enough, always a good way to start a night in unfamiliar turf. My friend picked this place because she thought it had a cool hippie vibe about it. None of us were really old enough to be hippies the first time around but everyone has a hippie gene buried deep down somewhere in their DNA. My theory.
The hairy dude checking for IDs at the door seemed pretty righteous. The band was playing mostly 70s music tonight. It was loud but not so loud as to make conversation impossible. The locals were all having a good time singing to the music and getting on the limited dance floor. The folks behind the bar were quick to respond to my drink orders, though I kept my selection to Woodchuck tonight. Pretty straightforward.
We tried to play a couple of boardgames amid the din of half audible conversations and a John Denver cover. Boardgames line the wall for the patrons to curiously peruse. Someone's battleship got sunk, I couldn't remember whose but it was all giggly fun. At some point, you abandon whatever you're playing and take your drink, your friends and your silly butt to the dance floor. You try and figure out how to dance to some of this stuff. And honestly it all just works.
I should start by saying I am somewhat of a counter-culture girl myself, so my love for Liquid Blues is slightly biased due soley to the fact that there aren't many hippie bars in the burbs. Â With that said, I always enjoy myself when I visit Liquid Blues. Â The atmosphere is laid-back with down-to-earth bartenders, great live music and decently priced drinks. Â Tapestries, beads, lava lamps and other hippie decor abound. Â In a way, it could be considered a dive bar, but don't let that keep you from giving it a try. Â The place has a ton of character.
Bonus: It's an underground bar, so you can keep drinkin' and dancin' even in severe weather!
I used to frequent this bar pretty regularly. Â Now, when I go there, most of the time the music is too loud or the band has so much bass I'm screaming in order to try to have a conversation.
But, the people there make all the difference. Â Even though it's loud, the bartenders are extremely friendly, the regulars don't judge you, and the decorations are pretty unique.
There are cabs in Woodstock. I know, right? And it's a damn good thing too because Liquid Blues pumped so much proof into me I was damn near cross-eyed. Overcome with hiccups that wouldn't quit, I reunited with family and raised hell at this garden level joint.
And judging by the juke box selections, tie-dye for sale, glowing orbs, tapestries and lava lamps, a joint would have been a mighty fine idea. Medicinal, of course. Our bartender was an absolute doll, the owner's son Andrew, who had a chin piercing, wore hemp necklaces and had long blond hair. . . something of a Josh Holloway lookalike.
I found Stevie W. for tunes and sat back to watch the circus of regulars, townies and small-town trannies embrace and grind and cajole and hug. I was told my lips were very glossy and because Liquid makes you friendly thanks to twofer Lemon Drops, I gave away my tube and thus began the philanthropy. "Next round's on me!" I say, nevermind the swelling crowd around me.
The Square in Woodstock is a small town Bermuda Triangle. You go there and get lost, stay there for hours, fall asleep next to a Flop House and wake up in the grass. It's a special place, where Punxatawny Phil reveled over and over and over. The drinks are cheap and strong and Liquid and will conk you out so the next day hurts a bit, but only after you've had a colorful and exceptionally Fellini-type time.
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