Liquid Lounge

Cocaine is a shitty drug. I’m a marihuana man myself. People used to come here to get shot in the leg with bullets and then shot in the nose with subpar cocaine. Not necessarily in that order. Liquid Lounge has finally been shuttered by the SPVM. Thank the Lord of Lords Krishna Jesus Christ Muhammed. I hope. Although it always somehow manages to resurrect like a phoenix rising from a mound of tainted cocaine or like a coked up zombie emerging from the grave. Rick James once opined that «cocaine is a hell of a drug» and once upon a time you could just waltz into this shitty shitty place and just yell cocaine and have like four or five shady looking patrons sniffling around you like a blitzed bloodhound. My friend was once offered cocaine within two minutes of arriving to play a game of billiards. He declined, much to the disappointment of his interlocutor. A bartender here (I think the guy who got shot in the leg … I’m not kidding) once told me that a police officer came in and shined a black light in the toilet and the whole room was alight like fireworks on Canada Day. This was the neighbourhood hangout for all the unilingual, upper middle aged, lower middle class, defeated and dejected dolts who would waste away their precious time and money blowing their brains out night after night after night. I felt like I needed to pass out some narcotics anonymous literature whilst wearing a bulletproof vest every time I passed by. Good riddance.

Liquid lounge isn’t bad for what it is. No food, average pricing, a single $ 2 pool table. People tend to get shot outside and the talks of it being a front for the mob haven’t changed despite the new management. Good for a beer, or as tonight it’s an 18^th birthday aka welcome to drinking your first Sourpuss. L’Chaim.