Ambience is extraordinary. Soak up the 19th century opulence whist sipping a whiskey next to one of…read morethe fireplaces. Dark, clubby, comfortable. Peanuts are The Menu. Music is a disjointed assortment of 60's and 70's. Service is slightly more accommodating than most pubs. This means don't expect much.

Welcoming, warm maze like pub. Edwardian masterpiece as every room is different with plenty of…read moreseating. Enjoy a chat and a drink by one of several fireplaces. They do not serve food, but there are bar bits (snacks) for purchase. Nice variety of beer on tap and inventive, delicious cocktails. I thoroughly enjoyed the "Halfpenny" cocktail. This pub is a must experience when in Liverpool.

This isn't the worst place on Mathew Street. Hell, with the nearby Smokie Mo's now in full swing…read moreit's almost tempting to visit. Don't though. It's just not worth it. It seems a cruel twist of fate that the location tourists are most likely to visit is the one where they'll find people you don't want as Liverpudlian ambassadors. When I visited Lennon's Bar I found the far end of the dance floor packed with jitterbugging housewives out on a jolly. The music was the usual fare but somehow seemed worse and the ceiling was really low. I practically had to take off my scalp to walk in, or just duck I guess. If you're a dwarf who loves listening to deafening Beatles songs being talked over by a smug DJ, this'll probably be right up your Mathew Street.

this little bar is a great little bar;…read more it's a smart little bar; it's a friendly staff polite little bar; it's a place to take your mates little bar; it's a £2.50 a pint little bar; it's the best in town........

Another of the Smokie franchise, this has been a pub of many names (most memorable of which Dickie…read moreLewis's, after the statue on top of Lewis's store not far from the pub) but with the same attitude: get pissed and have a laugh. A larger pub than most, this has bar/nightclub potential, but really isn't interested. Karaoke is on most nights and despite the size it is usually packed by 10pm. There's a real sense of family here, as demonstrated last time I popped in with my mum and she found a woman in the loos who she used to know. It turned out the woman in the loos was there to support her son, who, in his late 30s, podgy and white, turned up to do a Michael Jackson set. He was quite good, but it was hilarious nonetheless. This is one of those pubs that out of towners would describe as typically scouse and scary, but i really isn't that scary. Then again, I'm scouse. Having said that, I managed to get a bunch of student friends up on stage once to re enact the entire Time Warp scene from Rocky Horror. Now that's scary...

Smoky mo's is a step back in time in the centre of town! It's a karaoke pub which is booming busy…read moreall day and night. Frequented by daytime drinkers and karaoke enthusiasts, this place is a must see if you are visiting Liverpool, simply because of some of the characters that you will meet! The decor is that of a Wild West saloon, with a wooden Indian statue and various cowboys and Indians paraphernalia lining the walls and shelves of the pub. They have a wide selection of draught and bottled beers and cheap wines and spirits. If you're looking for a quiet pub, this isn't the place to go. However, if you're looking for a great daytime pub with plenty of crazy characters and a bit of a sing song, then give it a visit and see what you think! Alternatively, if you're looking for a daytime pisshead pub, there's a few around the corner as you're heading up Mount Pleasant.

According to legend, The Grapes is the pub The Beatles used to go to relax and drink a couple of…read morepints between sets at the nearby Cavern Club. There's memorabilia of the band dotted around including a photo strategically placed above the spot they used to sit. Whilst it remains s a cheap and cheerful pub run by friendly staff, the only people likely to frequent The Grapes these days are nostalgic locals and tourists. Both the decor and layout have changed since the Merseybeat days and the whole place could do with a bit of TLC and elbow grease. If you're drinking spirits, there's vodka, whisky and so on but the beer section is disappointing compared to other pubs in the city. Ironically, the worst thing about The Grapes these days is the entertainment. It might have housed the hippest Liverpool band back in the day but it now runs deafening karoake sessions early evenings followed by average singer-songwriters and bands.

I stopped in later at night and this place great. The bartender Lora and Eva are unbelievable! I…read morewatch them port 3 beer at the same time as interacting customers. Their both awesome!

Coopers Town House is a pub/townhouse in Liverpool city centre, it is a really small place which I…read moredon't like, meaning at most times it can become really uncomfortable and overcrowded to the point I'd even go as far to say there should be security in some form, controlling the flow of customers in and out of Coopers to maintain a steady and less crowded, hectic and claustrophobic environment. As mentioned, the location is good being right next to Clayton Square and close to both Railway Stations (Central and Lime Street), and is located just off Ranelagh Street where there are a few stores such as Subway, Bella Italia, Tesco and Starbucks. The noise coming out of Coopers too even is shocking, even from outside it's loud and in my opinion isn't what you want to see passing by either, it adds a tacky sense to Liverpool city centre as a whole which is a shame. Drink prices are average but still, this little red pub for me is a place of madness and the whole vibe and ambience is one of anarchy and something to be ashamed of and avoid, so sadly I feel Coopers at Liverpool deserves a single one-star rating.

Now then, a warning first: this is an incredibly scouse pub. Students and non-locals beware. It's…read morealso a favourite of mine, and somewhere once me, my mum and my nan all went to after an afternoon of shopping to have a good old knees up. Admittedly, we all went for different reasons: my nan went to glare at people and tut and whisper about them in a very obvious way; my mum went to see if she saw anyone she knew, and I was there for the karaoke. Yes, karaoke. You see, Coopers is one of those let-your-hair-down places where anything goes and as long as you don't stare too long or look too horrified, you're welcomed with open arms. When someone terrible gets up to do karaoke, they're invited to do an encore, and everyone sings along at the top of their voices. When someone is actually good, everyone still sings along, but when they attempt to make their way back to their seat, they're besieged with people telling them to audition for X Factor. It's a tiny little pub near to Central Station and you often find a little old lady in the corner guarding a pile of coats from various people. She may occasionally play the spoons as well. Have you got a decent idea of the place yet? It is friendly and robust and they drinks are fairly cheap too. There's always some sort of betting thing going on, and if you're really lucky, some bloke will worm his way in and try to sell you pairs of socks that he's probably spent the whole day robbing from various shops. Definitely not for the faint hearted, but a good old slice of genuine Liverpool culture.

On the face of it, there isn't actually much wrong with Woody's at all. It's a nicely sized bar in…read morethe heart of Liverpool's clubbing scene. Patrons step up and belt out pop hits while you watch, drink in hand. Sounds fun, right? Wrong. I'm not saying Woody's is nearly as bad as a place like Fudge, for example. However, it is the type of place that gets very old very quickly. As well as that, it's the only place where a middle-aged man has shouted at me in the toilets and then walked out laughing, as if he'd really taught me a good lesson or was some sort of comic genius. Believe me, it didn't even bother me very much and has little to do with the bar's poor star rating. Most of the clients appear to be men and women in their late forties. Don't get me wrong, it isn't the type of place you dread going or even go as an ironic joke and you could do a lot worse. But with that said, in a massive city known for it's night-life, you could (and should) be doing so much better.

Woody's is situated on Wood Street, just round the corner from Slater Street and Bold Street, in…read morethe heart of the nightlife area of the city centre. We decided to go on a pub crawl one day and couldn't miss Woody's out. As we walked in we were tortured by a 60 something year old man singing at us on the karaoke. I say singing, as that is what I think he was aiming for, but it sounded like someone was being tortured, The inside is dark, shabby and dreary, pretty much the same of the middle aged / OAP clientele here. The karaoke seems to be on all the time and never seems to get any better. We ordered a drink and my pint was as flat as a pancake. This was of benefit though as it enabled us to drink up quick and run away. I still have nightmares about that place. I agree with Anthony, for gods sake JUST SAY NO!!

This is one of the few pubs that I have ventured into in the Garston area. Not all have been of my…read moreown volition, some I have stubbled across others I have entered willingly but until today The Alex had evaded me and I'm sorry that I had bothered - although if my Yelping curiosity hadn't kicked in I still probably would not have bothered. The reason that many others do not go here is that it is situated at the bottom end of the village between an almighty crossroads of bypass and Horrocks Avenue before you reach the stretch leading to the Speke retail but the lack of customer services from the underused bar staff will not help its cause. As I entered the gloom I saw only several old men and women scattered about the place and decided I would nip to the loo before grabbing a drink - the scene in there was a bit like a Partidge moment as an old fella struggled to go ('I didn't think in my 20s I'd have to push!') Hastilly leaving I was accosted by one of the old women I had assumed was a punter who bullied me to get a drink for using the lav - there is so little to do they just join in the daytime drinking! Little else to report really - quiet and a little depressing, mind you the Saturdays must be a real belter ?!

The Alexandra, set in the ground floor of a small, cottage-like hotel, takes the simple approach -…read moreto provide its customers with a peaceful environment in which to forget their worries in the company of friends and neighbours. A pint of lager will only set you back 1.70, while their guest bitters start at only 1.30, something which has created a loyal male clientele as their customer base. The doubles bar including premium spirits is 1.79 and entertainment to support such good prices is provided by live music at the weekends. Good pub for watching football at the weekends

Oh Styles... what is there to not say about it! This is one of the greatest hidden gems in…read moreOrmskirk... literally. If you can find it right away kudos to you! Back behind the little shops downtown, down 1 of 2 alleyways dotted with tiny shops, you will come upon Styles, like a mecca in the dessert. This is seriously the place to go during the week if you just want to get out of the house. They have 2 pound drink specials every day and more shooters than you can imagine. They also have a quiz night, an open mic night, karaoke night, and live music at least 2 out of the 7 days of the week. Just a note that most of this goes on upstairs. If you just want to come hang out in a great bar with great people and atmosphere or just grab a bite to eat of their awesome food, then the downstairs will be just perfect! I recommend going early on quiz night to get a seat for you and your group.

I can literally say nothing negative about this bar. I've had great experiences here and have met…read moresome awesome people. Favorite place in this town to date.

If you're looking for a gay bar with a sporty edge, this is the place for you. Located in…read moreLiverpool's Gay Quarter, The Jupiter, or Jupiter's... everyone seems to have a different name for it (Jupe-Jupe? L'Jupite? Piter Bread? I just keep them coming) but the main thing to know is that it's popular and it seems to be one of the few gay bars I've come across that seems to understand that its clientele, whatever their sexual persuasion, might want to watch sports too. Because of its location it's considered a gay bar but it's probably more gay friendly as you'll find a mixed bag of peeps in there. There's a heck of a lot of focus on the pool table and the camaraderie and competitiveness seem to be very fun and tongue in cheek. Plenty of screens for games provide entertainment, and if pool's not your game there is a quiz machine, but if you fancy getting social with your team mates there is a games night on Wednesdays or karaoke at the weekends. Competitive karaoke. Now that'd be worth seeing. The decor seems a little rushed, with very low ceilings and somewhat blank canvases begging for a bit of personality, thus the place can have a little bit of a cold feel. Still, the crowds make up for it, and their boisterousness is infectious. It's a happy place, carefree and full of friends, and because of that it gives the G word back its double meaning.

I would say I wasn't sure whether this place was a gay pub but then again when I visited I was…read morestood opposite two very handsy lesbians who were practicing CPR on each other right in front of the quiz machine I was waiting to use like some intimidated child, or a peeping tom who's too lazy to hide. With its array of sports screens, blaring karaoke and pool tables dominated by an army of regulars, Jupiter's Bar is a pretty tacky, downmarket place. It's only slightly improved by the friendly hullabaloo of everybody present, a laughing mismatch of the human race who start arguments and conversations simultaneously and at the drop of a hat.

A compact, wooden booze hole, the Hare and Hounds, as you could probably tell from the name, is a…read moretraditional-style pub with a comfortable atmosphere and enough scruffiness to prevent the refurbished interior from seeming too clinically sterile. Directly across the road is the classless West Derby, which is good because that means everyone you don't want to see will just pile over there, meaning customers who prefer quizzes to karaoke are left to sit in the best place I can remember named after a blood sport.