Foufounes Électriques

Stephan

5.0

Back in the 80's, affectionately called in french'Les Foufs', the venue was to Montreal what CBGB was to Manhattan in the late 70's. The music was loud, beer was cheap & mohawks were dangerously spiky, to say the least. To the sound of Skinny Puppy, Bauhaus & Siouxsie & the Banshees, with my good friend Mark & way too many beers, this is where I celebrated my first car, a ruined-down AMC Renault Alliance that barely made it through the winter. Nowadays, I go back occasionally so to remember the spirit, reminisce with my old punker friends still working on their art projects since the 80's, check out if my graffiti still entertain the toilets & hope the impossible mini-putt course that was under the stairs would one day rise from the graveyard. The venue, which was back then barely the size of a trunk, is now set over several floors, & might be a tad touristy (but a legend is a legend, so I'll close my eyes on this last fact). With plenty of indoor & outdoor seating area, a mezzanine & 2 showrooms, you can still chill over affordable beer, & later, when the beer-buzz hits the right spot, pogo-slam your way across the dance floor & yell at everybody that you were one of the originals !... Or just show-off & pretend…
Is punk dead ? No, it just got more comfortable & richer, ask Lydon !

Kaleigh

5.0

The mixologists behind the bar are so willing to listen & quickly build the exact drink that the punks & drunks are demanding, it's such a beautiful dynamic. Don't ask for a menu, be an adult.

Go watch a show, have a pint, enjoy Montreal's biggest punk bar/showspace that's been around since the 90s.