Faculty Bar

Ha, the other reviews are hilarious, if they think it’s bad now they should have visited this place when it was Dom Juan’s!
It’s still just as grim don’t get me wrong. If you want seriously cheap ale with the strong possibility of a fight then this is the place. It feels a bit like Slater’s (next door) naughtier younger brother and by naughty I mean the one who faces charges of assualt and is suspected of firebombing that house up the road.
The focus on the cheap drinks is highlighted by the lack of furniture or décor in the place — bar a fruit machine of course — which focuses all your energy onto the bar, then possibly onto someone’s skull.

What can you say about The Faculty its’ simply a stripped down little brother of Slaters which is not as good to be perfectly honest. Both bars are owned by the same people and neither are amazing but this place resembles a warehouse and the atmosphere is far less friendly. There is an older crowd here and trouble is never far away. The drinks are cheap and the music is the same as its’ sibling bar but given the choice you wouldnt pick here. The door staff are unfriendly but surprisingly un picky about who they let in and as such you never feel comfortable here. The regulars don’t like students and this comes accross strongly.
Theres not alot left to say really the place is tacky the atmospheres bad and the people don’t like anyone really I wouldn’t suggest a visit.

Eew. The Faculty is one such institution I would not like to be part of. On a friend’s birthday night out when insisting, «No, wherever you want to go…» one would hope that the answer is not here. Unfortunately for me, it was. And so, To the Faculty! Quad Vods galore, crammed with scalls on the brink of fighting mainly due to the blood/​alcohol level tipping over the scale for mere pennies.
The bright pen-​ridden windows covered in dirt cheap drink offers (emphasis on the dirt) are just not tempting when there are far nicer places with pocket friendly drinks.
Not my choice of venue. Ever again.

If you’re unlucky enough to end up in the Faculty on a night out then you’ve probably had a bit too much to drink and most defiantly need to get in the next taxi home. Why the faculty even exists is a mystery. It is owned and operated by the bar next door slater, the only reason I see for its existence is too make slaters itself look like a more attractive prospect out of the two. The all white interior of the faculty after its recent refurbishment was probably supposed to make it lighter and more appealing, however they obviously forget the extra lighting and ended up making it more depressing.
Although the drinks are cheap and you will at least be able to breathe due to it being much less packed than slaters next door I would still choose slaters itself over the faculty.
If your just after a quad-​vod (4 shots of vodka and a WKD £4.20) or another cheap drink before heading onto concert square and can’t be bothered to fight through to the bar in slaters then by all means go into the faculty. But unless something is done to make it a less depressing experience in the near future, I would give it a miss.

Ah, the Faculty. Wait, scratch that. What I meant to say was ‘Ugh, the Faculty.’ If you look up ‘Dive Bar’ in the dictionary you’ll find an illustration of this place. The same picture is also stamped under the definitions for ‘grot’, ‘misery’ and ‘scab-​hole’, if you care to look.
Here the Guinness is fizzy, the music is terrible and everybody present looks like they’re three seconds away from launching into a brawl. This is certainly one to avoid. The only thing they’ve got going for them is pity. After all, they sit opposite the enormously more popular Jacaranda so it must be kind of hard for them to watch people flock there all night. Imagine if you had to preen yourself in the mirror while Brad Pitt stood next to you, laughing.
Those guttural sobs you’d be emitting are the equivalent of the Faculty.

No relation to the 1998 Frodo Baggins starring so-bad-it’s-good teen, sci-​fi, horror flick of the same name, The Faculty is instead the sister bar of Slaters (it says so in pen all over the windows). There seems to be no real reason for it being a separate entity — it has the same basic furnishings of Slaters, the same set of draught lagers and spirits, the same bog-​standard selection of convenience-​store-​chiller wines. I’m struggling to come up with a particular reason why they would not choose to simply knock through the wall between the two bars — it’s not as if there’s not enough trade in Slaters itself to fill two bars. Maybe it’s a supporting wall and the whole of the Bold Street hill will just collapse if it’s taken out. Who knows.
As with Slaters visit when it’s dark and full of people chatting and dancing. During the day or early evening with just you and a friend it can be a bit of a downer.