Friday & Saturday 4 PM to 3 AM
Sunday – Thursday 4 PM to 1 AM
Juneau is our toughest state capital to get a handle on. Its not the nations only mix of eclectic populations, but nowhere else do hardscrabble fishermen, millionaire oil lobbyists, Tlingit Indians, hippies, hipsters, hardcore boozers, and roughly a million cruise-ship passengers a year crowd into a downtown core that can be walked in fifteen minutes. As one of the states top tourist destinations, much of the historic town has become a manufactured version of Last Frontier mythology, but one haunt thats remained an unadulterated touchstone of northern-strength guzzling is the Alaskan Hotel & Bar. Built in 1913, the bar retains its late-Victorian flourishes — wood floor, funky alcoves, high ceiling, stained glass, gaudy furniture in a balcony overlooking a main room where deep-woods flannel mingles comfortably with lawyer-wear and matching Orca Deck outfits. The small stage is the heart of a music scene filled with talent more impressive than you’d expect in a town of thirty thousand.