Superdive

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What happened here? You now need to be on list to get in? I said I was with «John». It got me in, but I wish it hadn’t. All of the original décor…gone. The instruments… gone. The DJ booth… there but not in use. I say skip it and go to Common Ground across the street. At least there they have Candy Land.

It
Makes sense
For parties
But wandering
In would be entering performance art.

My friend coaxed me into attending an open beer bar party at Superdive one Friday evening. I imply that I needed convincing before agreeing to the measly entrance fee for the unlimited beverages, because, honestly, how much more unattractive could this place sound?!
We entered the dirty space and pushed through the crowds of young NYU boys to meet our party at the back of the bar. Apparently, chipping in for a bracelet enabled you an endless supply of plastic cupfuls of keg beer… yum…(Can you sense the thrill in my voice?) We watched some of the draft-​filled bellies shoot pool and challenge each other in beer pong. Our singleness was not the slightest bit intrigued by the foam-​guzzling louts.
To sum up, Superdive was a haven of frat boys, drinking games, and filth. Need I say more?

I think my friend and I were the only ones not wearing shirts with a collar. I can only blame myself for thinking a bar that calls itself not only a dive but a SUPERdive would be a place where I could get away looking casual on the weekend. I thought wrong. This shit is the WalMart of bars.
$ 7 well shots out of those plastic thimbles you get at overpriced venues and $ 5 for the cheapest beer which wasn’t good. That ain’t no dive. I heard «Electric Feel» literally 4 times over the two hour period I was there. Lastly, I heard the guy who appeared to be the owner telling the two bouncers how his «make good» for messing up one the private parties reservations was by giving them a half-​keg of old beer. Nice work guy.

2 stars b/​c the beer is cheap. $ 15 for a pitcher is kind of unheard of in NYC…
Otherwise, thats it. The staff is cool, but the patrons not so much. I tried to talk up a guy, but he had to comment on the lack of girls in the bar, saying that the three «whales» didn’t count. UM EXCUSE ME!!!
Thats it. I know this guy doesn’t represent everyone at the bar, but seriously, come on…

You’d think that bringing the frat keg party to a bar might be a good idea. After experiencing the dramz that is Superdive, I’d like to differ.
First of all, Superdive is NOT a dive bar. It is wild, crazy, slippery, has no board games, no jukebox, no weird musty booths. It is post-​grads trying to relive their college party days, tapping kegs, doing keg stands, playing table games and embracing with drunken «I schooled you’s!» Yyyyea. I think the best part about the place was the fact that they were playing «The Mask» on a couple screens. Score.
It’s definitely a rip, too. If you make a reservation for a party, you get a keg, and they get to charge you $ 25 bucks for all you can drink from the keg. How much did that keg cost? 80 bucks tops? Not even.
The bar could be worse – I ordered a gin & tonic, malibu & pineapple, vodka & cran for $ 7 a pop, and I was WASTED. The pour at the bar was definitely heavy handed. I ain’t no popsicle stick, either…
And just like you’d expect IN a frathouse, the bathrooms were DISGUSTING. I practically had to build a nest to relieve myself in good conscience.
I may not live in NYC, but I will absolutely make a point to neverbeback to this place.

Superdive? More like Superdouche or Supersucks.
Some good friends of mine rented this place out on Friday night for a joint birthday party. Were we super jazzed to go? Yep. Did it have the makings of an amazing night? Sure did. Was it a complete disaster in the end? Absolutely yes.
First off, after the boys has secured the entire bar for the entire night, Superdive double booked them, but said they would kick out the other party by 10p and give the guys a free keg. Fine. No one was looking to turn down a bunch of free alcohol. However, when 10p came around, did they kick out the other party (which PS couldn’t have been more awful — I mean these people acted like 17-​year old girls who had never had a sip of beer before). No. They did not kick them out.
This created a major problem as max capacity @ Superdive is about 175. How major of a problem you ask? Some of the co-​hosts who hadn’t yet arrived were not let in. I mean, HELLO! Not OK.
In the end, to ‘fix’ the problem here, they turned on the lights at 11:30 and kicked everyone out. Were the kegs floated? Not even close. And they literally ripped the taps out of your hands if you tried to fill up another glass on the way out. Rude! After everyone was gone and the party ruined, they opened the bar back up to the public.
My advice: if you’re looking for a dive bar, find a real one. It’s NYC, there’s plenty to be visited. As for this one, I’m never going back. This place blows.

Wow — this place sucks.
The month or so before this place was to open my friends were getting exciting that a keg was going to be sitting at their table at a bar in NYC in no time. I had the unfortunate experience to come here this past weekend… and just to let you know how bad it was keep in mind I was wasted and could have had a great time anywhere.
Basically you walk in and the first half of the bar is empty. ?. The back half of the bar is packed with ugly girls dancing on the bar spilling any drinks that are in their way. Not hired girls… drunk girls who think this is all a good idea… don’t get me wrong I was young and drunk at one point too and I too danced on bars. But I never spilled drinks during my dance parties.
The way the back of the bar is set up is all types of weird and wrong. It doesn’t provide a good crowd flow… and a bottleneck effect is in full swing right in the middle of the bar making it impossible to break up a fight, run to the bathroom, or walk through the crowd without dumping your entire drink down someone’s back.
I have no idea about the beer prices here but one thing I know: frat parties don’t belong in the east village. Take it to a college campus.

I usually like dive bars. They’re comfy, cheap, you usually see familiar faces, they’re cheap and did I mention, inexpensive?
This place is fairly cheap, but that’s all it’s got going for it. There’s a signficant lack of furniture. (I only saw stiff wooden chairs scattered about) There’s plenty of open space and beer pong tables, though. The night I was there, they booked all areas for birthdays, there was barely any room for non-​birthday people. You most definitely cannot pour your own drinks… they reminded my drunken friend a few times. There are loads of more comfy, chill, cheap places in the area to go to. This is merely a novelty that, hopefully, will wear off.

Well I don’t even know what to write because I“m brain dead from consuming gallons of champagne here last night for their Tuesday night special: $ 20 all you can drink champs served by a midget pirate. WOW right? I thought it was some sort of sick lie to get me into the door but its not its true. The place was way too crowded, and i“m just too old to drink that much bad champagne on a Tuesday night but the idea is stellar. The crowd was loud and drunk and just not that awesome of a collective group but damn glad I experienced it.

I was in my pj’s when I received 3 phone calls and a text asking me where i was and why I wasn’t at Superdive. So, I got up and walked the few blocks to meet my friends. I had no idea what I was in for.
I think this place lived up to its name. I sure wish I had one of these near campus when I was in college. The crowd gives me deja vous reverting back to that period in my life where beer pong wasn’t dirty, and cheap champagne was chugable.
Don’t get me wrong, I had a blast, but that was mainly due to the company I was with. The $ 20 deal is pretty amazing, but no one should consume that much champagne every Tuesday evening (and i’m sure they were all regulars). A girl weighing 90lbs– wet, stumbled into 4 people trying to exit the bar at — wait for it — 9pm!
There are plenty of places to sit, the staff was extremely friendly, not to mention gorgeous, and the champagne never ran out. The little pirate kept feeding me bubbly all night. I’ll be back in a few weeks.

Well as you all know already, this is not a dive bar. Instead, it feels like a grungy-​ish college town bar and the crowd definitely represents that. It’s composed of basically people under 25 and just has a feel of something that I really haven’t experienced in the city.
I’ve done the college town scene and that is something that New York City really doesn’t have. That could be a good thing or bad thing, but that’s up your opinion.
I like that they have decent seating, beer pong tables, small keys, a really damp nasty basement, and ample bathrooms. I hear that they have «make your own drink behind the bar» and Tuesday All You Can Drink Champagne. I have yet to try those and look forward to doing so.
As for negatives, I don’t think I’ve to a bar so poorly lit in the sense that it was pretty bright in there and felt a bit weird for a bar at 1:00AM. Also, the drinks/​beers are really questionable. I would expect them to be like a real college and serve PBR, Bud Light, or Natural Ice. It would be nice to get the real college frat party feel going. Instead, they serve pretty decent beers like a pilsner, the UFO, etc. for $ 5. I want a $ 3 beer for a «college» experience. Not New York prices for beer. The same goes for cocktails. I overheard someone charge $ 24 for two double vodkas cocktails.
In the end, this all depends on if you like the college experience. If that’s what you’re looking for, I would really suggest this place to get the atmosphere, crowd, gimmicks and vibe.
On the other hand, the drink prices don’t reflect that well. Then again, as a college partyer, you should know how to pregame like a champ so just pregame and don’t worry about buying too many drinks in the first place.

+1 Good, inexpensive beer on tap.
+1 lots of seating.
+1 First date was going well.
So a good 3 stars for a Tuesday evenin’.
I need to go back when it’s rowdier to have a more rowdy review methinks.
A-​OK.

Horrible, horrible, horrible.
Came here on a Saturday for a friend’s birthday, the place was booked with private parties so I don’t think it was open to the public that night. I was looking forward to checking this place out, as I heard good things about it, but unfortunately I did not have a good experience there.
I have to agree with other posters that the one cool thing about this place is the keg service. The interior is also pretty decent. Other than that, I don’t have that many good things to say. Here’s what I do have to say:
1. Maybe it was the crowd on that particular night, but I (and other friends I was with) felt like I just walked into a college frat party, replete with underage teens. I know it’s supposed to be a low key dive bar, but seriously. And please people, stop popping collars. It’s not cool!
2. You couldn’t DJ anything. Instead, they had a bunch of tracks on repeat, and the volume was way too loud. I heard «Step in the Name of Love» three times while I was there. And I was there for less than 2 hours (couldn’t take it anymore.)
3. The drinks sucked! The place is called «Superdive» so I’m not sure how they can justify charging $ 15 for two well drinks served in small plastic cups with way too much ice. In addition to the prices, the drinks were horrible; skunky tasting gin and off-​flavored scotch.
4. The bouncers/​doormen need to take it down a notch. While they were nice to me individually, they were constantly yelling at people to clear the walkway and were just plain rude to some.
5. It’s not cool when the cops come. I don’t know exactly why they were there (think it was a mix of the music being too loud and underage drinking), but they did come, and they didn’t leave for quite some time. I took it as my cue to leave.
I’m tempted to give this place only one star, but I’m giving it the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps it was just a less than great crowd that night. Regardless, I highly doubt I’ll ever go back there.

FAIL
I didn’t come here to be surrounded by ASSHOLES and to listen to «Crazy In Love» or «Gold Digger».
I came to check out a bar that was touted as «cool» and a lot of fun. The only good thing about this place, if you’ve got money, is the keg service and the bartenders. They are REALLY nice! Besides that, and the pleasing interior, there is nothing redeeming about this joint. Even the door man seemed to have a stick up his ass. When you call your establishment «Superdive», a need for reservations really fucks with the truthiness of your image. I could go to a REAL dive bar and have 1000% more fun, be able to hear my companions, avoid being pushed by jerks in popped collars playing beer pong– and pay LESS.
LATERZ, Superdive! Enjoy SUCKAGE.

This place is awesome, got a full keg with a group of friends on a thursday. Felt like I was at a house party. We played flip cups did keg stands. Everyone had a blast.
I know right now they are only doing keg service make sure to reserve your keg because if your not with a party you probably won’t get in during primetime.

After hearing of Superdive a few weeks ago, I eagerly awaited my first visit, which was last week for a going away party. In the interim my excitement had subsided a little after hearing from a friend that they no longer allowed patrons to make their own drinks (I was skeptical as to how long that would actually last). But alas, anywhere that allows you to purchase kegs for table side consumption still held my attention.
Now after having gone to Superdive, it’s a «meh» in my book. I didn’t have any bad experiences, just nothing too remarkable. Upon arrival, there was a sign on the door saying they were closed (and only open for a few private parties). I was skeptical, but fortunately didn’t have any issues with getting inside. There are a few seating and table options near the front, then a long bar and a few more seating options in the back. There is an area in the back that looks like an extension of the bar, but actually it isn’t. I was curious about the covered piano in the back corner though…
It was a little too warm inside and a little too packed, the former likely due to the latter. I did get a rise out of the Long Island girl when I randomly guessed that she was from Ohio; ah, good times. I would come back to Superdive and give it another chance, but it likely wouldn’t be on the top of my list. Perhaps my expectations were too high, or perhaps I didn’t stay long enough for the real debauchery to break out.

Pros:
— You can get kegs. Even mini ones
— Anyone can DJ. There is a computer just sitting out in the open
— Attractive, thirsty, early/​mid-​20s Thursday night crowd
— Small M/​F bathroom leads to interesting situations/​conversations
Cons:
— The name is very misleading. It’s not cheap — $ 5 beers, $ 15 pitchers
— At times feels more like Murray Hill than the East Village
— Not much décor and too many «reserved» tables
— I’ve got denied more than once. Denied… from a dive bar?
Verdict:
Don’t get your hopes up: this is not a dive bar. It get can extra meaty at any moment, but if you put that aside it can be quite enjoyable. To put is simply, the overall rowdiness and clientele on a Thursday night is second to none in the E. Vil.

Sweet spot!
This place gets bonus points x1 for being the old home of one of my favorite holes; Korova Milk Bar.
Aside from that, it’s a pretty huge space laid out quite interestingly. There’s couch/​table seating for larger group, more intimate stool/​high-​table seating for smaller groups/​couples on either side of the bar in the middle. Your typical dive shouldn’t feel this cozy, but I guess that’s one of the things that makes this particular dive so super.
There was a random MacBook chilling on a random table, filled with random music. Nice for people to be able to play whatever tunes they want, not so nice when people start skipping other peoples favorite songs. Management might need to figure out some form of queue system for when the place gets really packed, because as was demonstrated last night, people will fight for the music they love. Well, not physically, but. The switching back and forth could lead to quite a tizzy on the dance floor.
Bonus points x2 for the disassembled drum set in the back of the bar. I’m hoping they assemble it soon and let people rock out.
The operators are great. The co-​owner Keith was supremely helpful with our keg service. The bartender Matt, who was just chilling on his night off, was crazy friendly, offering us free shots and engaging with us in religious conversation over a cigarette outdoors. Another bartender, tall, bald and with an accent to end all, was dancing behind the bar, serving up free shots to the beautiful women in our group. I can’t say enough about the staff.
Bonus points x3 for having a classic dartboard for me to crush all challengers on. Think you can take me?
Now this ain’t a 5 star review, folks. Superdive has it’s drawbacks. For one, lack of top shelf liquors. No 151, no Patron, no way! Step yo’ game up, Superdive.
Second, the place is as hot as Satan’s asscrack. You’ll be heading outside on multiple occasions to cool down, guaranteed.
Overall the pros blow the cons out of the water. Put your drinking shoes on kids, this could get messy. Go here, get drunk, take care of the awesome bartenders, and don’t get your ass kicked by me in darts.
Bullseye!

I’ll take Keg service over bottle service somedays… luckily for Superdive today was that day.
Place definitely has some hiccups to work through (two one-​person bathrooms in a bar that serves kegs???) but it was a great time had by our birthday girl and rest of our party so I’ll call it a success.
I would come back once the reservation encourage door policy relaxes in due time. Loved making drinks behind the bar.