The Man is, in fact, the man, in this town. Upstairs it’s all about games of pool over pints of cheap beer, and $11 Margherita pizze. Downstairs they hold live gigs in a darker bandroom replete with a dancefloor and a separate bar. This is the last port of call, so if the bar you’re in suddenly drains out like someone pulled the plug, you know where to go to find some party pals. Just remember to take your ID even if you’re 40 – they keep security tight to keep things peaceful.
