Brothers III Lounge

My absolute favorite bar in New Orleans, which says a lot.
Cheap drinks, great 80’s-90’s country music on the jukebox and the coolest bartender you’ll ever meet — Charlie.
Want to get drunk for $ 20? Go here. Want to have conversations with dudes who used to roadie for Aerosmith at 5:30am? Go here. Want to have a song written about you by a drunk local? Go here.
Basically, just go here.

A solid dive bar open late with cheap beers and friendly folks. $ 2 high life. Eclectic crowd that was a bit older than Maes down the road. A genuine dive and not one of those bars built to be dives. Everyone mentions the low ceilings, but they didn’t even phase me. I suppose I’m short! Cash only. No game shows.

There’s absolutely not a single complaint to be had about Brother’s III. Cheap drinks, awesome bartenders, dirty bar, and a damn good jukebox. Best whole in the wall bar I’ve ever been to.

A great dive bar option on Magazine of all places. They have a mixed crowd of patrons which makes it feel like you’re welcome wearing anything. Low ceilings and low lights and a great juke box and bar. Prices are unreasonably cheap and be prepared to spend much less than you budgeted and leave twice as drunk as you planned.

This is the place to go for cheap easy drinks at any time of day or night. I’m not a super big fan of this place because of the low ceilings (i feel like its going to fall down on me), and because they allow smoking inside. But I do like that it’s open 24 hours, and there’s no judgement made at what ever time you decide to show up at.

I’ve only been to Brothers III a couple times, but I can tell it’s something special. It is really mind-​mindbogglingly awesome that there is such a dive on Magazine. It gives me hope for humanity.
I got some well drinks with what must have been 2 – 3 shots of whiskey for $ 2.50 or something. Absolutely ridiculous prices. I came with about $ 10 in my pocket thinking I’d have to use the ATM if I wanted to really make it a special night. Ended up going home with a couple bucks left and a hazy-​at-​best memory of the night.
It is clear who the «regulars» are, and I can’t tell if that’s the greatest thing to aspire to in life or the most terrifying. Probably both.
I know my 4-​star rating is bringing this bar’s average down – a testament to how great it is – but, rest assured, once I come a few more times and really fall in love, I’ll bump bump bump it up. See you soon, Brothers III!

My brother and I were staying in the neighborhood. Brothers III was very close to our place so we stopped in. It is definitely a locals bar. We were pegged as outsiders the moment we walked in. This resulted in a few awkward but hilarious interactions with the bartender and patrons. The most memorable: I got an unprompted drunken earful excoriating Tennessee Williams.
This is a 5 star dive bar, awesome for all of its flaws.

What’s up, Dive Bar? I’m into you, but It could be because your extremely cheap prices and freakishly big servings of any beverage have me drunk.
If you haven’t already been able to tell what this place has to offer, shall I explain more?
–Crazy Low Ceilings, to the point my 5’4″ self feels like a giant.
–Bar Games — Including Naked Photo Hunt
–Cheap Prices — $ 5 for a very large Jameson? Hell yes.
–Open 24-​Hours
–Cash only
–Confusion over fancy drinks
–Smoky atmosphere
Don’t come in here expecting fancy, smancy-​ness. Come in here expecting to have a pretty low key, fun night with no hipsters and some pretty sweet bar flys.

You might not be able to tell by looking at me, but I’m a country girl at heart. My daddy played guitar in a honky tonk country band during my formative years and I grew up in East Texas beer joints. So you can imagine my sense of déjà vu upon stepping through the door of Brothers III at 2am on a Thursday night…
Long and narrow, smoky and dark, and what’s this? Charley Rich and George Jones (2 albums!) and Willie Nelson and David Allan Coe on the juke box! The friendly gray-​headed bartender/​doorman heard my excitement about the selections and called up «Behind Closed Doors» before I even had a beer in hand.
Speaking of beer, how about $ 1.50−2.00 anything? Okay, maybe not anything. When I asked (during our second visit, this time Sunday evening) whether he had any of that delicious seasonal Abita Strawberry, the answer was, «No, ma’am!» Alrighty then, an iced cold Miller Lite it is.
My date kept ordering Dewar’s & water on the rocks, and each drink got successively darker. Needless to say, it was my turn to drive home that night.
Duck Dynasty and sports on the TVs behind the bar. Interesting characters loitering outside and razzing customers as they pass through the doorway. Three generous video poker machines, on one of which I turned $ 10 into $ 40.50 in an hour with Deuces Wild — woo-​hoo, drinks on me! Pool tables and another even more ancient juke box spinning classic 45’s in the way back.
Forget communicating with the outside world once you enter. The mobile phone & data service is severely impaired, so rabid texters, Tweeters, and checker-​inners, you will just have to go outside to do it.
A must on my rotation for all future NOLA visits. 5 stars.

*The* dive bar most preferred by Elite Unilocalers, Brothers III lives up to all expectations.
+low ceilings
+loads of real characters gracing the long bar
+no BS
+no leering
+no hipsters (a true dive has no hipsters, sorry. That’s just the rule).
+at least one dude present at all times (I used to live right by here so I know!) with a full head of grey hair (another rule for a true dive)
+cheap
+never closes
I was here until around 5 am. What a place to rise and shine!

For people coming from out of town like us, and not so much into the WHOOOO bourbon street scene, this place was a perfect find!
Cozy, friendly vibe, bartender gave us free «tester» shots and I loved talking hockey with him. Every drink we got cost about half what I was expecting to pay. Pool. What more could you want? Felt like hanging out in my uncles place.
One thing, for non-​smokers it may be a little overwhelming… but something we realized quickly about nawlins. Definitely my kind of dive, we stopped in here 3 times during our short week here.

Review number two hundo goes to Brothers III. The great King John introduced me to this great dive bar the night after the Saints and Sinners Elite Event and I am happy to say that I have been back several times since. This is a great dive bar to hangout in at any time of night, but I find it the best in the early hours of the morning, that time where you know you should be headed for home, but you are just not willing to quit a great night quite yet. There are no frills to this bar. A friend of mine put it rather well when she called it a «reality bar». Sometimes you don’t want everything to be sunshine and roses; sometimes you need a dose of smoky, divey, reality. Low ceilings, cheap drinks (cash only), country music, dusty, realness served up all night and into the morning. Thank God for Brothers III.

This is a pretty good bar for daytime drinking, although, most of the bartenders are older than a kick-​start dildo, so when you have to pull them away from matlock to get you a beer, it kind of makes you feel bad for em. The only reason they got four stars instead of five is cause I’m pretty sure they cut their old crow with mouth wash.

I’m throwing down a 5-​er on this place cause when I walked in it was exactly the way I envisioned it in my mind… long, low ceiling’ed and narrow… Now I stand between 6’1″ & 6’6″ depending on which convenience store I’m leaving and I felt like my head was gonna brush the ceiling… straight up dive and it was Nirvana!
Drinks are cheap ($ 3 Scotch & Waters) and strong and Jim bebind the bar was friendly and on his game… PLUS the jukebox played both kinds of music… Country & Western! Lotta country gold from Conway Twitty, Loretta Lynn, Charlie Rich, George Jones etc…
I LOVE this place and I will be back!

The first time I ever went to this neighborhood dive, the bartender told me a long involved story about his lost love who only had one arm and mean mama. C’mon how are you EVER gonna top that?
The bartenders aren’t quite as colorful in my experience in our post-​K landscape but the bar remains the same. Cheap drinks, random person passed out on the bar, a cross section of humanity wandering in and out. Good times.

super dive bar. If you’re in the mood for cheap drinks, this is your spot.
This is the kind of bar your old grandpa would hang out at.
Don’t put your drink down lest the colony of roaches that inhabit this haunt drink it for you

Being a fan of dive bars way before it was cool, I knew I had to try Brothers III. But here’s the kicker: I hate cigarette smoke. I detest it. With a passion. I have asthma and so it’s more than a minor annoyance. This makes it difficult for me to enjoy dive bars and since so many of the reviews here talk about how smokey it is I’ve resisted going even though it’s just down the street from me.
I knew John L. H. loved the place and he and Jen L. convinced me to stop by after a recent Unilocal event. The event was on a Tuesday night and it wasn’t too late, so Brothers III wasn’t crowded and therefore not very smokey!
But it’s your typical dive bar — lots of wood, low ceilings, pool table, jukebox, old TV in the corner. The bartender was nice enough to accommodate me when I asked for a frou frou White Russian and he had to find some milk.
It’s a great place just to chill and drink and drown your sorrows, if you have any. Eat before you go because they don’t serve food. I liked it a lot and I can see myself returning during non-​peak hours.

Giving this one a «divey five». A dive five.
What it has:
Miller High Life for $ 2 served to you out of an ice chest… just like your grandpa used to give you.
Low ceilings
A pretty cool jukebox
A pool table
A diverse cast of characters
Bright lighting
What it doesn’t have:
A dance floor
A tolerance for foolishness
Uppity beer like Stella Artois
Big screen tvs: Are you here for drinking or are you here for tv watching?
Credit card machines
A «close» time

Brothers Three is one hell of a dive bar.
Located on Magazine, this bar is almost the perfect dive. The ceilings are so low I nearly had to duck. The ice came from an ice chest. The High Life was ice cold and cheap. I could go on and on.
I liked this bar so much that I went here two separate times on the same night.
After a great show at the Howlin Wolf, a friend recommended this bar. I had never been and was very leery. A dive bar on Magazine? Who knew?
As we entered I knew I would love it. Several «professional drunks» lined the bar and we took our seats between them. The bartender was very friendly and happy to hear it was my first time. High Life was only two bucks and why drink anything else here? The country music was playing and at one point I thought the two bartenders may fight. This would have been awesome, especially since Achey-​breaky heart by Billy Ray Cyrus was playing, but alas, no fisticuffs erupted.
I really like this bar. I can’t wait to go back.
Note: I saw a professional drunk buy a six pack to go. Could this bar get any better?

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