Scuttlebutt Sports Lounge

What can I say? This could be a fantastic place if you just walked barefoot from a Siberian Gulag wearing a dead possum on your head, and haven’t seen a woman/​had a sip of alcohol in 50 years. «Ooooh…girls! Pretty girls, with multiple chest tattoos, baby scars, and matted hair! Beer! Yessss, Coo… Coors Light coming out from a spout!»
Otherwise, go to a place where you aren’t guaranteed to catch syphilis from going to the bathroom.

Ouch…
What changed in a year? A lot can change in someone’s life in a year, but for a business this was dramatically inconsistent!!!
As promised in my last review, my fam returned for my sister’s and my bday celebration this summer. This time, my husband joined, my sister’s partner, the usuals, and a few extras. We were set to have a great night of karaōke! We called to verify they had karaōke on saturday at 9. Yup!
We get there about 830, and start «boozing it up.» My sister’s sprite was basically water. The bartender insisted it came from a can… how long had that can been opened for, buddy? My cranberry & vodka was really flat… my husband’s drinks were all watered down and flat… my sister’s parner’s dr. pepper or whatever came from their hose thing and it apparently wasn’t as bad as the rest of our drinks.
So 9 rolls around, no karaōke. 930, no karaōke. At this point we’re like, «Eff this, we’re going somewhere to party with better drinks. We’re not getting one damn thing outta this place that’s enjoyable.» Plus, no air conditioning, it was SO HOT.
945, I got to close out my tab. The owner’s wife or the manager’s wife (IDK) runs up and asks why we’re leaving so earily. I said, «We came here for karaōke and good drinks. the drinks are watered down and there’s no karaōke.» So she has her husband do the karaōke b/​c the karaōke guy never showed up.
IT was bad… they didn’t have half the CDs that they had listed in the book and couldn’t find half the songs people put in…
Eventually towards midnight they had a different guy volunteer to do it (Thank God) although he still wasn’t the right guy and hadn’t really done it before.
Such a sad experience that I paid for overpriced smirnoffs because their drinks were crap, and the karaōke wasn’t even fun. :-(Sad Panda.

We only went to Scuttlebutt because it has «butt» in the name. Seriously.
It’s a tiny, smokey dive with a decent beer selection. The clientele was fantastic for people watching — there were some serious characters there. Some were scary and some hilarious.
I don’t want to use the «R» word, but I was there with a couple of friends. My friends just happened to be not white. Nothing was said or done to them outright, but they just weren’t treated very well during our visit. This was the vibe we got from other customers, not necessarily from the employees of the place.
Long story short, we only stayed for one beer. And then, like annoying tourists we took 80 pictures out front of the sign and went somewhere else.
We HAD to take pictures because it had «BUTT» in the name.
Haha, butt.

Scuttlebutt is one of the coolest taps in Milwaukee. Owners and workers are super friendly. Bands on some weekends are fun to see there in an intimate setting with a party atmosphere. Good beer selection with decent prices. Very motorcycle friendly with many events held throughout the year. Go make yourself at home some night. You will have a good time.