VegasChatter

We prefer to call it character, and that is a moniker the Bunkhouse wears loudly. Located off Fremont and 11th Street, it’s a bar that has taken advantage of the city’s growing downtown art scene, yet to be fair, it's still located in a neighborhood that - while we won’t call sketchy, we still can’t see upwardly mobile types parking their Ferrari’s there either.

Regardless, the Bunkhouse is doing good business because aside from their awesome breakfast burritos (the best $2.50 you’ll ever spend on mass saturated fat, we guarantee), and making a mean martini, it has developed a reputation as a jubilantly uninhibited spot for great live music and the best place for burgeoning bands in the American Southwest to showcase their talents.

There isn’t a GPS that can cover the stylistic roadmap that plays here - reggae, alt country, hip hop, punk, folk acoustic, the list is endless as to who can grab and command that corner stage. The fine acoustics and comfy, leather chairs don’t hurt either.

True, it does get a little crowded and if you’re the type of person who can’t stand the tight seating arrangements of a discount airline, you might think twice about stepping in here on a Saturday night.

Still, the compensation for that is you meet an awful lot of people who leave their screaming polemic politics at the door for a good time. To summarize, the Bunkhouse is one bar where the atmosphere is every bit as inviting as it is unselective.

[Photo: Clay Heximer]