Whoever classified Foufs as a Comedy Club and Shopping has obviously never been here...
Les Foufounes Electriques translates into "The Electric Buttcheeks", seriously. XD Above the entrance on perpetual party street Rue Catherine hangs a giant spider easily ten feet wide. It's not just a punk bar. It's *the* punk bar in Montreal. They've been around for over twenty years -- It's the CBGB's of Canada.
Generally there's a line going out the door on weekend nights -- make sure to bring an ID. They're one of the few places that actually card -- though you would doubt those cards are always valid, as I would bet my life I've seen far more than a few high school/junior high school girls in here waiting in line for the upstairs. (Montreal's definitely liberal on their drinking policy -- God bless a Protestant-influence-free Quebec.)
Fouf's a two-story joint: chill downstairs, or watch the live bands upstairs. It's loud either way. There's an outdoor patio area on both floors for smoking or when you just need some breathing room. I stay below when I go. Go with a bunch of friends. Order some poutines or grab a one-pound burger from next doors (absolutely the best burger I've ever had in my life, seriously), order some of the local blonds -- the beers, not the ladies -- and you've got the foundations for a memorable night.
Ladies night (Thursdays) is always a popular night from what I hear. Free drinks. (Aren't they always, ladies?)
I lurve this place. It's not a Montreal terrasse, but it's still quintessential Montreal.