Whoa, this place has Denver written all over it (and in the faces of the nintysomethings that frequent the joint). It's trashy as hell and during the day, you will find the 10 or so people left in town that still support Bush - sucking on beers and talking about the good old days. Once the sun goes down, lock up you daughters 'cause the Regis boys do their slummin' at the Music Bar. This place pretty much sucks ass in every way but there is nothing fake or pretentious about it and recently that goes a long way for me.