I'll admit it up front: I'm a Junker's homer. I've spent more Friday nights at this bar than any other place in Cincinnati and I rarely go there without seeing somebody I know. So my review comes with the bias that I know and like Junker's.
My short report looks like this:
Friendliness/Environment: 5
Drinks: 3
Value: 5
Atmosphere: 2
Karaoke: 5
Fun Factor: 5
A stalwart group of Junker's loyalists among my friend set urged me to come down to Junker's for some karaoke- they 'd been doing it for months and I finally acquiesced last fall around this time. I expected funny looks when I walked through the door of the tiny place, but was surprised to instead find... smiles. Handshakes. Hellos.
And, of course, my friends were there too.
Junker's is a really remarkably friendly environment. From the really capable and laid back vibe that the bartenders throw off, to the ever-supportive and chillaxed Brad running karaoke nights, to the multifaceted, multiinterested, multi-generational strangers you'll find yourself drinking, singing, and yes even dancing with, you feel like you're a part of a strange movie about fate and the meaning of life if you spend an evening there.
The drinks are nothing too special, but there's nothing particularly wrong about them, either. The buckets of minis go down easily, my friends occasionally enjoy ordering shots after a particularly jubilant karaoke triumph, and the bartenders are very willing to hook you up with just about anything you're looking for, as long as you're not looking for a fancy martini or something. The bar's cash only, which makes it easier to keep track of what you spend.
The best part about Junker's, which dovetails with my comment about the relaxed environment it puts off, is that there's a lot of karaoke there. What I love about karaoke at Junker's specifically, having tried a lot of the Northside venues, is that it's easy to get in to sing- but it's not just you alone up there, singing with varying levels of confidence into a microphone and wondering what you're doing while everyone else in the bar flips through their songbooks and tries to decide what to sing. Instead, everyone is paying attention to you. They're singing along. And yes- they're even *dancing* to your song. I've never felt like such a rockstar as when I'm standing at the mic at Junker's. It's pretty damn magical.
If you go there on Friday nights, I'm willing to bet you'll see me there sometime, and you should introduce yourself. I'll be nice, I promise- everyone else is, and it's just the Junker's way. read more