The music is amazing and partly why I come to this bar. I also come to The Cock because it is a liminal space of desire, sexuality, sex, queerness and debauchery. The bar is somewhat sleazy, but not too much and in a good way: trashy go-g0 boys, some groping as you attempt to move through the crowd, boys kissing and boys flirting both sweetly and aggressively. At one time, there was a dark backroom at the bar which increased the sleaze factor, but that was never to my taste- too impersonal, too anonymous and a bit dangerous. Flirting, meeting a handsome boy, having a chat with him, sharing a drink, followed by some old fashioned kissing was always my thing that could lead to time alone with him or not. Drinking my strong bourbon and soda, I am watching the go-go boy who is dancing on top of the bar. I gaze at him with disinterest. He is a prop to occupy my time between bouts of flirting and changing my location in the bar. Yet, there is always a throng of boys who seem enthralled by his performance, no matter his skill of movement or what he looks like. I guess they are responding to the myth and sometimes reality of the go-go boy: his apparent sexual rapaciousness, his seeming willingness to have sex with you for the right price or the right drug, his local celebrity status and the sheer spectacle of an almost nude guy dancing on a bar above your head, his crotch in your face, accepting your dollar bills in his sweaty jockstrap.


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For Businesses. Write a Review. Sort By. See all. Do I go to this area allot: yes, do I enjoy the kind of scene it's making: not so much. Offers takeout and delivery. West Village. I didn't know this was a gay bar. And it's not just an attraction, it has regulars, amazing staff, and the genuine feel of gay bar greatness.
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I visited here with some friends when holidaying in NYC. Back home we have so many laws and For thoose who like to join the real darkness it could be the place to be. Went there around 2am The Cock is dark, dirty and wonderful. This is all that remains of the sleazy nyc Gay bars of yore and the last vestige of depravity in the big city. I hope it never changes. I love it. The bar is clean, drinks reasonably priced, atmosphere is pretty good.
As the sun began to fall I decided to go for a walk through the Village. After stopping for dinner and having a drink I walked towards Washington Square Park. By the time I got to 2nd and 2nd I noticed a neon sign and a door that looked like it was about to fall off. The neon sign was of a rooster. It was The Cock. The decadent gay bar that I remember being in Alphabet City. The last and only time I was at The Cock it was more of a European style bar where gay men could be men and everything goes. I looked at the crowd and sat at the bar. I noticed lots of straight women and even men with their lesbian counterparts. Since it was around 10pm the beer prices were very reasonable for NYC.