1516 Las Vegas Blvd. S.
Las Vegas, NV 89104
Daily 24 hours
Vegas4Visitors Grade: A-
At a Glance
What is it?
A classic Vegas dive bar famous (or perhaps infamous) for its karaoke nights.
Where is it?
On Las Vegas Blvd. between The Stratosphere and Downtown.
What kind of crowd does it draw?
A lot of locals but also brave tourists who want something more “real.”
What are the prices like?
Affordable, especially compared to The Strip.
When is the best time to go?
When they have karaoke. It’s a hoot.
Why should I go here?
Because you enjoy a good dive bar every now and then.
What else do I need to know?
Take a cab or an Uber – parking is impossible and you’ll be drinking anyway.
What’s the bottom line?
A fun, rowdy, rollicking good time for people who don’t need everything shiny.
Dino’s bar is one of those places that everyone has visited at least once in their life and yet completely unlike anyplace you’ve ever been. It’s a dive bar with a Las Vegas spin to it and you owe it to yourself to visit, if for no other reason than to say you have. Trust me – those in the know will think you are cooler for having been here.
In business for more than 60 years, Dino’s is located on the no-man’s land (or rather no good man’s land) of Las Vegas Boulevard between The Stratosphere and Downtown. It’s a stretch of road populated by cheap motels, pawn shops, and other seedy businesses of various intent. Dino’s stands out with its giant signs proclaiming it to be the “Last Neighborhood Bar in Las Vegas.” That may be hyperbole, but it’s certainly the last one that you ever need to know about.
The inside of the bar is about as no frills as you can get – black walls, black floor, black ceiling, a long bar, a few games, some tables, some bar stools, and that’s it. Oh, and the stage. That’ll be important in a moment. But for the most part this is a hole in the wall place that smells like 60 years worth of Camel unfiltereds and looks like it, too. This is the kind of place that has a “Drunk of the Month” contest, which of course feeds into the “Drunk of the Year” contest. People campaign and everything.
Visit in the afternoon or on a slow night and you’ll wonder what all the fuss is about. But the real magic of the place comes in on their karaoke nights, which draws the most eclectic crowd of people you’ll ever see belting out and out of tune cover of an Elvis song. Trust me, there will always be an Elvis song. It’s grizzled locals who take the “Drunk of the Month” contest seriously; it’s college age party girls on spring break; it’s middle aged businessmen taking a break from the convention they are attending; it’s bikers who look like they want to kill you but really just want to sing something by Cher. It’s a melting pot of styles and attitudes that just shouldn’t work but somehow, mysteriously, miraculously does and I defy you to find a more rollicking good time at a bar in Las Vegas or just about anywhere else.
Prices are stupid cheap, the service is usually either friendly or zero f*@#s given and rarely anything in between, and the drinks are strong.
Like I said above, visit at least once. It’s an old Vegas rite of passage.