Duff's - Tucked away in the more desolate part of Williamsburg, Duff’s would be pretty hard to find if not for the screaming Christmas lights that adorn the front and the old Cadillac hearse parked outside. This tiny bar is a metal-head’s dream with a jukebox stuffed with goodies like Iron Maiden and Slayer. Every inch of the walls and the ceiling is covered with cult movie and band posters, while two small televisions broadcast obscure horror flicks and bondage movies and decapitated baby-doll heads stare down at you from above the bar. The whole experience would be rather intimidating if it wasn’t for the incredibly welcoming tattooed staff. As for the real reason you're there: the beer and booze is pretty cheep, though the selection is limited to the basics--domestic beers like Bud and PBR’s and old standbys like Jack Daniels and Absolute. No Grey Goose or Chimay at this unpretentious rocker bar.