Bars / Restaurants/Bars


Britney Spears’ “Toxic” called to me like a siren song.  After hitting up two bars, Liz was ready to dance.  Unfortunately, my go-to dj spot in the East Village had a line so we figured we would just walk around until we found someplace fun.  “Follow that music,” I said and we walked in the direction of the beats. There wasn’t even a real sign on the door, but the small decal of a bird’s silouhette indicated we were at Blackbird.

The first room is a bit more low-key so you’ll see half the people sitting in booths.  But just hang a left and you’ll find a second room with its own bar and the dj who attracted us in the first place.  There is still a booth or two back here, but you won’t find anyone sitting in them.  Everyone here favors standing while shaking their hips a bit.  The prices are reasonable and the music was lifted right off my iPod, which means it went from pop to classic rock to motown.

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