

Do yourself a favor navigate the potholes of Michigan Avenue until
you reach the edge of Corktown, just east of the shadows of old Tiger Stadium.
There, like a beacon of euphorically drunken, blue collar,
rock n roll spirit youll find the glitching neon BAR
sign of the Lager House.
A watering hole that is at the same time new (as Detroits premiere small, independent live music venue) and old (as a family owned and operated, working class bar) the Lager House has the gritty charm and instantly familiarity of a classic, no-bullshit Detroit bar. Journey on the juke box, stiff, cheap drinks and the refreshing absence of kitschy, paint by numbers superfice. Equal parts sweaty rock club, Irish pub (ask for Aunt Sally O'Malley) and Bukowskian dive bar.
It doesnt matter if it's packed with people to see a show or lightly
populated with people getting drunk with the bartenders, the Lager House
should be on every tourist map of the Motor City. Generations of some of
Detroits finest have saddled up to the bar and within its sacred walls
bands have rocked, asses have been kicked, hearts have been broken and many
a drink has been poured. Highly, highly recommended as a destination essential
to meet the city's most colorful characters and absorb
the genuine Detroit experience. -NC
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