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| - Having never stepped foot in this place before a friend insisted we go there one night, I couldn't help but puzzle a bit at the name and wonder how crazy things get in there. The twisted found art sculptures out front and seemingly satanic babydoll hanging in a cage over the bar didn't exactly take the edge off either.
But a few drinks in I realized that the Bovine is just a pretty surprisingly relaxed bar with a great staff and rock 'n' roll atmosphere. The patrons come from all walks of life, and having been to various events and shows here I can definitely say its bark is worse than its bite.
Friends tell me that the Bovine was in fact a much darker, tougher place back in the day, but I think that somewhere along the line there was a shift in either ownership, business model, or both. And the recipe seems to be a success, as the place can be packed to the gills on weekends and with a good showing other nights of the week too.
I'm especially grateful that they god rid of the homocidally high booths in the back room of the bar. I have witnessed more than a few people go cartwheeling off of those things to their peril. Now the seating arrangement in the back, as well as the decor, is a little more conducive to relaxing, even if the soundtrack isn't. Overall, the Bovine is a fun stop for friends from out of town or for a once in a while visit, but not really my style. That doesn't mean that they aren't necessary and blessedly unique in what can seem like a strip of cloned clubs and pubs downtown.
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