The Phoenix New Times pick for Best Rock Club in 2010 and 2011, this live-music venue draws crowds that huddle around indoor and outdoor stages to groove and wail every night of the week. Concerts and festivals stage local bands, indie rockers, and national acts playing genres ranging from bluegrass and reggae to jam music and rock 'n' roll. Amid the big-name acts, the house upholds beloved traditions; Grateful Dead fanatics and people with tie-dyed flesh emerge to party on Sunday nights, and each Thursday, burgeoning starlets perform karaoke with the support of a full live band. Beside the outdoor stage, a spacious patio facilitates mingling under the sky's star-freckled firmament. At the indoor bar, barkeeps fill glasses with mixed drinks and brews while colorful lights flash against walls. Black leather couches and huge art canvases line the lounge area, and a dance floor carved before the stage affords up-close views of the passport stamps canvassing rock star's wrists. AZCentral noted: "Not far from Mill Avenue, the Sail Inn offers a whole different scene, with a cool vibe and laid-back people."
The bar at Public House was discovered in a hayshed in 2009. How it got there, though, involves a history lesson that takes the listener back to Dublin in 1916. It’s a wild story, too, complete with raids, the military, and gun fights that ended with a dead British intelligence agent and a cracked mirror. Although the bar’s been mostly restored, the crack on the back mirror remains. The bartenders at Public House might be kind enough to fill in the rest of the details over a pint of Guinness and some bangers and mash. Even if you don't get around to hearing the rest of that enthralling tale, though, there’s plenty of pub food, Irish whiskey, beer, and to make you feel like you’re practically in Dublin.
Canadian electrofunk duo Chromeo exhales party-starting inertia, kicking off its Night Falls Tour by rolling out a carpet of dance-floor passports. Melding the talents of guitarist, vocalist, and French-literature buff Dave 1 with the dexterous fingers and throwback savvy of synthmaster P-Thugg, Chromeo has earned reverence from funkophiles for its slick grooves and mastery of jam architecture. Fans can expect congenial beats, riffing Moogs, and song craft that father-and-son yachts can enjoy together in support of the band's latest album, Business Casual. Inflating the soulful evening, singer, producer, and multi-instrumentalist Mayer Hawthorne channels wandering Motown spirits with a retroactive Detroit sound, and French funk enthusiast Breakbot sets the scene with genre jumping and remixes that rumble like tubas in a Cuisinart.
Located directly across the street from Sun Devil Stadium, Mad Hatter Brew Pub similarly strives to draw spirited crowds when its doors' open. An ever-changing selection of local and rare craft beers flows from the taps as the bartenders crack open bottles and cans, pour shots, and correctly guess every patron's eye color on the first try. Even without the game-day crowd, the pub summons passersby to enjoy a drink or a quick bite on its enclosed patio area. The food menu ranges from classic apps to hearty servings of home-style American meals. Beer-battered onion rings and jumbo wings slathered with chipotle barbecue sauce allow groups to stave off hunger pangs. Meanwhile, the hand-pressed Angus burgers, oven-baked, four-cheese macaroni and cheese, and flatbread pizzas can sate appetites.
Devil’s Advocate, which takes its name from the Arizona State Sun Devils, serves handmade grub and frosty mugs filled with frothy beverages. The sinful menu is rife with hearty tacos, burritos, prime-rib sandwiches, burgers, and pizzas, all made from scratch. The mango-habanero wings ($6.99) are a popular handheld inferno, meant to be washed down with a handpicked jury of beers on tap. The posh, dark-wood interior of Devil’s Advocate, with plentiful leather seating, bookshelves, and a crackling fireplace, resembles a judge’s private quarters, and the shuffleboard, pool table, weekend dance floors, and walls adorned in glorious liquor selections and 39 sports-laden high-def TVs resembles a judge's home.