Canal Bar

This rockabilly dive’s drinks rival the nearby Gowanus Canal for sheer toxicity. Surly, busty bartenders serve domestic brews and Herculean shots of cheap whiskey to rocker types, locals and pool sharks who are as colorful as the kitschy, chaotic decor. Deer heads share space with vintage beer signage and a black-and-white TV broadcasting JFK-era ads, while a jukebox spins funk, soul and punk mix-CDs compiled by regulars.