Because partying like a rock star always seems to end up with you accidentally shaving your head, getting really fat, and then showing up at Pink Floyd's recording studio like eight years later, instead party like a (local) rap star by following the Blue Scholars' DIY guide to throwing down in The Town:
The Station (2533 16th Ave S; Beacon Hill) Starting happy hour at 3p ($3 Mexi-brews plus deals on summery concoctions like mimosas and sangria) is just one of the reasons this coffee shop-cum-drink spot is a neighborhood destination and, according to the BS, like "the Beacon Hill version of Cheers", but full of far less Norm-al people. Everyone already knows your name on Fbook, but that's no reason not to Like The Station
Inay's (2503 Beacon Ave S; Beacon Hill) Just around the corner from The Station, this home-style spot serves "the best Filipino food in Seattle" (pork adobo, kare-kare stew w/ beef, tripe & vegetables in peanut sauce), boasts a full bar, and on Fridays hosts famously campy drag nights, during which focusing on your meal takes a lot of Will Power. Bask in Inay's almost-universal online approbation, right here
Vito's (927 9th Ave; First Hill) One of the first spots where Sabzi from BS spun, the iconic and swingingly red-vinyl'd boozer has their usual drink deals 'til 7p, plus half off their entire lounge menu, which features thick-crust Sicilian pizza, pulled pork sliders, and a ragu chock-full of Roman Bean, who'd actually prefer you call him Signore. Click here for a full menu and a story about Dan Aykroyd getting crunk with Snoop Dogg
Neumos/Moe Bar (925 E Pike St; Capitol Hill) You can see BS perform at Neumos this Fri or Sat night (they're hosting back-to-back release parties for their new record Cinemetropolis) or post up at the adjacent Moe where their cleverly named imbibe-ables include the candy-infused, vodka-based Diddle My Skittle, though, if you're more polite, you could just say "Taste My Rainbow". For tickets to either show hit the link!
Fort St George (601 S King St; Int'l District) A BS haunt since they first started making music, FSG's the place to go after the concert to get Youshoku-style eats (Japanese takes on western dishes like spaghetti topped with roe) 'til late, accompanied by cheap/stiff 'tails like the gin/fruit Momotaro, aka the mythical Japanese hero Peach Boy, meaning it takes just one to make you see fuzzy. Geo used to eat here once a week, but if that's not good enough for you, click here
Photo by Ryan Lewis