Down a few martinis, dance your ass off, crash in oversized arm chairs.

Make Ginsberg proud, head to NYC's finest poetry joint.

Former Beauty Bar evolving into an all-purpose Bushwick hang.

Equal parts music venue and art gallery. Prepare for sensory overload.

Gay dive that's a nice counterbalance to the frat-tastic bullshit of the Upper West Side.

Ginormous outdoor paradise doubling your association of beer gardens and Astoria.

DIY or die at South Williamsburg performance and art space.

Russian karaoke and oysters in Dream Hotel's postmodern hot spot.

Creaky wood floors and show tunes on full-blast from the baby grand in the corner make this West Village gay-bar the shiznit.

Art house fare meets Michelin-star dining at Billyburg gastrocinema.

Galapagos evolves into versatile art and music space that's not really all that different. 

Williamsburg's very own Studio 54.

Easy vibes and a visit to the hot psychiatrist, er bartender, help redefine "gay bar."