Drove the 55 miles to their self touted "longest running open mic/jam night" on Sunday. It's the s.o.s. Save for a few talented youngbloods who have to sit through hours of silly hippies, Mustang Sally, and girls who think it's karaoke night to get their turn to play some original music. Like most of these rigid, policed, "jams", stand-out newcomers are unwelcomed and soon run off by the old guard.
 Can't speak for the other nights, but on this night it was real small town.
I came in here once with my wife on one our Sunday funday tours in Palm Springs back in August - 115 outside. Â We came in and it was us and a couple of bikers who were super cool and had some wild stories. Â The bartender was an old Willie Nelson look a like who had wild stories of his own. Â The place has hundreds of old license plates on the wall as well as a stage for live music. Â The beer has been the coldest I have found yet in Palm Springs. Â When the tap is finished pouring there is a layer of ice on the top of the beer. Â Perfect for those hot afternoons.
Military friendly, biker hot spot.
When my cousin and I walked in, she went to sit down.  As I went to the restroom before I sat down, the waitress  rudely told me  the restroom was for customers.  I had eaten there before, but quickly told my cousin what happened.  We left and won't go back.  This is an unfriendly place.  They lost out business.
Review Source:If you're not comfortable with Confederate flag decor or drunken hollering extras from the Dukes of Hazzard road crew, don't bother.
Edited to add: Okay, it's almost a year later and I can't understand why this place still has a liquor license, or any repeat customers. Constant drunk and disorderly people spilling out of the bar from 11 to closing, near-constant disregard for Palm Springs' noise ordinance, and some of the WORST bar bands known to science.
I love a good dive bar, the divier the better. This place pretends to be a dive bar, but bad Bob Seger covers and racist rants from bartenders do not a dive bar make. There are a dozen better dive bars within a couple miles, and Palm Springs is within striking distance of the truly world-class places in the Morongo Basin area. If you end up here you're just not trying.
This place was good for an afternoon beer. I saw a stage for a band, and a Harley inside. This presumes that live music is set here....for bikers.
The Happy hour starts at 4pm I believe on Thursdays, and the beer selection is moderate enough to hold most tastes. A grimy feeling is a relief in this establishment that caters to a blue collard, or V-Twin saddled crowed.
A nice staff and shiny outside area for comfortable drinking make this a place to try.