Pubs with loud pop

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When I go to the pub, I want a few pints. I certainly don’t want to be deafened by some cunt playing that ginger motherfucker’s latest attempt to make money ( I think he’s called ed shithead ) all I want is a quiet pint and no fucking pop music, so shut up you noisy cunts.

Nominated by Jimmythespaz

37 thoughts on “Pubs with loud pop”

  1. I’m afraid you’re fucked Mr Spaz. For a number of reasons, mainly the fucking rip off prices, pubs are closing down like peaceful kebab shops during Ramadamadingdong. It’s a competitive market and you’d be hard pushed to get a “quiet pint” these days. You’ve got the gastro pubs which attract the snobby cunts, the family pubs full of screaming brats and the music pubs which attract the brain dead millennials.
    If you’ve got a decent pub near you then you are very lucky. Personally I get the bus for a short ride to Wetherspoons. There’s some dodgy looking cunts in there but it’s cheap and no fucking Cowellised music.

  2. I will go to a pub for live music but if I go just for a few pints I avoid noisy pubs. It’s not just the racket but the bland shite that will be inevitably playing. I wouldn’t have a clue if it was Ed Shithead or Little Minge or Ariadne Papagopolis. I do know that it is shite.
    I am a real ale twat so my pub sells good beer, good non pretentious food — a fuck-off haddock, chips and mushy peas (Scunny guacamole) for under a tenner.
    Teenagers are not encouraged and we don’t have hipster cunts, just badly dressed miserable bastards like me.
    Well cunted.

  3. A pithy and well aimed cunting, sir.
    It’s not just pubs, either. Seems like you can’t go anywhere these days, supermarket, cinema, coffee shop, whatever, without having to endure some bint (it’s nearly always a bird) shrieking loudly and out of key over the public address system. The joke is that the cunts responsible for inflicting this upon us do so in the apparent belief that it ‘soothes’ us, and makes us amenable to spending more. Tossers.

    • Nicely articulated Mr Knee… encapsulates why I’ve not been ANYWHERE in the last 20 years+, apart from the supermarket and occasional Indian restaurant. They’re all cunts out there.

  4. There was a little pub off Oxford Road called The Sandbar… It had the best jukebox in Manchester…. The White Album, Scott Walker, Tom Waits, Floyd’s Meddle and Dark Side, New Order, Love’s Forever Changes, Marvin’s What’s Going On, classic Aretha and Dusty, Hendrix, Small Faces and more… Haven’t been in for a while so I don’t know what it’s like now, but there was no chart crap or Michael Buble bollocks… Good beer for a good price and all (and no daft bitches with pushchairs or brats allowed, ever!)….

    Oh yeah… And any pub with Oasis on the jukebox can fuck right off…

    • There’s a boozer in Brixton I used to go in now and again where they played the kind of music you describe. However, I went in the bog one time and there were 3 cunts sniffing stuff up their noses, They didn’t flinch, didn’t even look round to see who had come in. I fucked off and never went back. I don’t want to be in there happily enjoying the Ramones and a bunch of architecture students come bursting in waving guns about. All part of living in a big city according to Suckdick but I never saw that cunt in there funnily enough.

    • Hey Norman just had a look at that pub you mentioned and it started really well but reading down the blurb my heart sank when I read the words ” crypto currency” yep its a hipster bar even selling “vegan” beer and if you still aren’t seething. They don’t take cash.
      What a bunch of cunts

  5. Soothes us, fucking soothes us!!! Makes me fecking unreasonable i have been known to obliterate a music box with a spade selfish noisy cunts, cheeky cunts telling me im unreasonable cos I don’t want my life invaded but some thump thump shit I don’t play radio 4 at full blast making them listen to my crap dont fecking do it to me.

  6. This used to be my regular haunt through the late 80s and the whole of the 90s.
    It was revamped about 10 years ago and is still a proper pub.
    Back then it was a great spit and sawdust boozer. No aggro, just a great bunch of regulars that used to have the place full every night and Sunday lunch times .
    Mars tons pedigree that used to take 10 minutes to settle to a crystal clear nectar.
    I’d be a rich man now if that place hadn’t existed.
    https://whatpub.com/pubs/RUG/1780/raglan-arms-rugby

  7. Was in a pub in the West end after a masonic meeting and the landlord told me me he has to make £1.2 million before profit. Bought some cunt a pint and I had one got abaaaaaht 20p change from a tenner.

    • And I missed the point of the cunting, must be that skunk… I’m moving back to hash.

      • Interesting about the masonic thing B&WC, I always think about the Stonecutters Simpsons episode when I hear it. I understand if you have to keep it on the qt and know nothing abaaat it.

      • We’re an open society these days, always ready to welcome a new worthy brother. Only secrets are certain behaviour and words. Cheers LL.

  8. Soon the only traditional pubs left will be in quiet villages in the countryside, taking all their revenue from bankers and other rich stopovers who have bought out all the property in the village.

    At least they’ll be quiet I guess.

  9. The DJ in my local suddenly shouted, “Shake what ya mumma gave ya.”
    So I did.

    The lid came off the Tupperware, Shepherds Pie everywhere….

      • Between Deliverance, the first Cannonball Run and Boogie Nights, old Burt will always be a favourite of mine. Bet he’s shagged some fine bits in his time as well.

      • Enjoyed many of his films.

        Thought from what I saw of him in interviews he seemed a pretty likeable, genuine, sort of guy who openly admitted his weaknesses and failings.

        Lived life to the full and had a ball on the way.

      • Cracking movie Tony
        The retard with the banjo was an early version of todays millennial creatures. Good for fuck all.

      • I always liked The Mean Machine… Burt was also in The Twilight Zone in 1963… I wonder if old Burt got to shag Sally Field during Smokey and the Bandit? And Rachel Ward in Sharky’s Machine was even better… If he did (either of them). he was a lucky cunt… RIP Burt, a man’s man….

    • I missed the geriatric cunt by one day by dropping him yesterday !Grrrrrr .Sad he is gone but he wasn`t a great actor just a great character who could act decently if given a good script.Still better than most if not all of current Hollywood actors not that that is saying much.

    • Jehovah is a cunt.Not only costs me in the Deadpool but makes annoying cunts knock on the door whenever I get laid! Seriously been interrupted by the Cunts three times in the last few weeks.

    • He was a top geezer back in the day, and “Deliverance” is probably his most outstanding performance. But “Mean Machine” was also very good too amongst quite a few other films from his 70s and 80s heyday.

      But now that he has been “delivered” I will be expecting some old dame doing the old #MeToo bollocks by saying “Reynolds raped me and took me up the Wookey Hole! I feel so violated, even though I have been quiet about it for 50 years!”

      RIP, Burt!

  14. Fucking great film Deliverance. They don’t make films like that anymore. It’s all driven by marketing men and their demographic projections these days Get the cunts through the door and relieve them of their money.

  15. Headline of the day:

    “Transgender person accused of rape is reprimanded into female prison and sexually assaults inmates within days.”

    Psh.

    • Fucking ridiculous. You put a sex obsessed fucking rapist in a womens nick and he behaves like a fat kid locked in a chocolate factory. Big fucking surprise. What kind of thick cunts are running this fucking country?

  16. Live music is a fucking joke. Try to find an original band nowadays is like trying to find a peaceful taxi driver. The utter bullshit of karaoke tv has ruined music. A while ago I tried to book a half decent band for my 40th, I asked in a nice way, can you play this, and this, then this?, Totally nothing out of the ordinary, the answer was no, we only play this set list. ‘But you are a cover band, you cheap filthy plagerising cunt’ I protested. Stood his ground and thought he was great as he took his £100 home. Cunt.

    • ‘Live music is a fucking joke. Try to find an original band nowadays is like trying to find a peaceful taxi driver. The utter bullshit of karaoke tv has ruined music’

      Oops.

      I think you’ve mixed up your confected outrage.

      If your going to post on ISAC you could atleast try to be clever about it.

      Oh and by the way, psycHo has an H in it you cunt

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