 |
 |
 |
http://www.voiceplaces.com/locations/directions/locationId:2460369/
View on Large Map
Get Directions
advertisement
Amid the hip-hop clubs and tourist-trap shops is Kill Your Idols, a whimsically decorated bar on Espanola Way. From Bruce Lee's karate- chopping body protruding from the bar to a '70s Playboy pinball machine next to the retro cigarette dispenser, the décor is a nightmare for anyone with ADD. Chandeliers are made from empty liquor bottles, all the seating is mismatched, and an enormous Ian Curtis illuminates one of the side walls. A WWII blimp and giant astronaut dangle above the tiny dance floor that's packed with sweaty folks grooving to new wave hits and indie beats. The projection screen plays horror movies and music documentaries throughout the night, but after one too many Cherry Bomb shots, it will all look the same. This offbeat watering hole is quickly becoming the place to be, but strictly for the locals-only type of crowd.
Every Saturday brings a new band to the stage and brings the same deal. $5 jager or tequila shots
Why hello there, Friday! We've been waiting for you all week. And now that you're finally here, we're throwing a two-day bash especially for you, one that consists of music, concerts, and booze. ... More »
Miami is a town that's all about the booze. Our idea of a fun night out is bar-hopping, shot-taking, and beer-chugging. And there's no better neighborhood to get our collective drink on than the party... More »
There are lots of disadvantages to being a woman: getting paid less, bearing children (OK, that one's not all bad), and peeing sitting down. It's a rough life. Given this state of affairs, drinking fo... More »
Miami has new residents -- for now. Justin Vallee and Jeremiah Taylor, the artistic duo that is 2Square, travel the world like creative nomads, leaving their graffiti, poetry, photography, and even no... More »
When Crossfade checked in with The Duke Spirit on Thursday, the London rock band was lost and on the run somewhere outside Daytona Beach. They finally arrived under cover of darkening skies, as the n... More »
Everyone at Kill Your Idol was coupled off, but not Henry. He sat alone at the end of the bar, and from the look on his face, the night wasn't going so well. But then he snapped out of his Pabst stupor and his eyes shone bright. He pointed in the air and shouted, "This is my song. I played this!" Neutral Milk Hotel's "Holland, 1945" was blaring on the jukebox. It was the song Henry used to blast in his bedroom with the door closed when he was only 16. Although technically alone, Henry was... More »
Find everything you're looking for in your city
Find the best happy hour deals in your city
Get today's exclusive deals at savings of anywhere from 50-90%
Check out the hottest list of places and things to do around your city
