Call it the Continental divide: When news of the East Village dive bar’sbankruptcy broke, reactions from the pickleback-connoisseur public seemed to fall into two camps: Many took to Twitter to reminisce about the punk and hardcore shows hosted there in its pre-2006, live-music days when Iggy Pop played, Joey Ramone was a regular, and hundreds of hopeful bands from the suburbs sent Smith their demo tapes. Others were more polarized by the place now best-known for selling any five shots for $10, with some alleging discriminatory door policies and a space inharmoniously “full of bros singing along to Eminem.” Maybe chalk it up to a tale of two dive bars?
There seems to be a consensus among the pretty-broken-up-about-it contingent:
I have yet to have a night that I would later regret there… DAMN YOU HIGH RENTS! DAMN YOU TO HELL!— Nardio.net (@Nardionet) January 22, 2015
@EaterNY Used to see really good punk/hardcore shows here back in the day too— Phone Home (@PhoneHomeWays) January 22, 2015