Eagle LA

I love this place it’s real close to my house everyone is so friendly !! Drinks are pretty cheap too :)

I frequent this bar often on a sat night or sunday afternoon but I went yesterday during beer bust and the barback guy was walking around picking up glasses, rubbing against patrons and I noticed he had ring worm marks all over his body. He was shirtless and ring worm is contagious and I don’t think that is cool at all. It was all over his body. Every time he came near me I had to walk away so he didn’t touch me. I enjoy this bar and atmosphere but I’m surprised anyone working there didn’t pull him aside and say something to him.

I was around the area and wanted a drink without having to drive and do the weho scene. I wanted something less pretentious and once I went inside thats exactly what I got. It was a more calm, older crowd that seemed to be many regulars. Theres a bar when you walk in and theres this covered patio in the back where everyone sits and is watching TV. Not really a hyped up crowd, more like a gathering for a couple of drinks followed by a quick exit. I wouldn’t say theres hotties, more like dads and bears here. You can just get a feel that people who are there have been going for a really long time. Don’t even remember what type of music (if any) was playing.

This is one of my favorite neighborhood bars but sometimes they don’t get this right… Like The Off Sunset Festival, it was cool… DJ was awesome, then don’t know what the hell happened?! It went from groovey house music to 80’s… like Radio 80’s no remixes just plain 80’s and 90’s it was like a juke box playing in the background… cleared the bar for sure! You would think they would have awesome music tonight!

This bar is absolutely a place to indulged into your most raunchiest and wildest imagination. It’s defiantly not west Hollywood so if you don’t enjoy the smell of bearded, muscle gut men with fur.
(Don’t even continue reading this it’s not for you)
The place is somewhat small but it has a nice indoor patio kinda thing going on. The drinks are cheap on certain days. Most of the time there’s cover depending on the venue if your a cheap ass then get there early af.
It’s history is golden for many men that used to cruise and continue to pass down the tradition. The crowds has all ages, different colors and all flavors.
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Aside from some of the bartenders’ selfishness, and the fact that this place is very tiny, this bar is still head and shoulders better than any of the other bars in LA. Some of the bartenders (e.g. the really old one named Corey) also worked in NYC when I lived there and he was as rude and dismissive there as he is here. But, if I was 80 years old and still working at a gay bar I’d probably be a little bit pissed off, too. I would hope that by the time I’m his age I’m already financially stable enough to not have to show my titties or my butthole at a gay bar for money. I still don’t get these «dancers» or why they are even necessary, but I’m not from around here so I’m trying to deal. Also, with no other options, I need to try and be in the same room as those scumbags. As long as they stay on their little perch and leave me alone then I’ll be OK. I just wish at least one of them could «dance» as opposed to just swaying back and forth like zombies. I haven’t seen too many women here, which is the best part (as it only takes a small handful of them to ruin an entire bar). However, I will still continue to plead my case to all my gay bros: Leave the chicks at home or go to the straight bar! There are a lot of Hispanics here (not my taste) and they are very, very friendly (also not my taste). The bar seems clean enough. I park up the street and have never had any issues walking to my car. The regulars (e.g. the druggies, etc.) aren’t hostile (nor are they shy about how many times they run to the bathroom). As long as there’s a MAN coming out of the bathroom instead of a WOMAN then I’ll continue to come back once in awhile.

I do love this bar. The eye candy of bears and wolves is incomparable. Though it tends to get really crowded on event nights and hopping on the weekends (the ONLY reason for less than five stars), the drinks are strong, the music is awesome, and the bar staff are fantastic! I love me a good night at The Eagle LA! And no one … I mean NO one compares to Lester at the door ;-)

Before we hit the Pleasure Chest, Sky Dawg showed me the ropes at the preeminent leather bar in Los Angeles. This is the seediest and sexiest bar in town. The aroma of swamp ass will have me coming back again and again.

I’ve been here twice now and will be coming back. I’ve read some of the other reviews here (mostly positive) and also some criticism, and I’ll share my 2 cents for those who care to listen.
PROS: I went to Faultline once almost 2 years ago, and it was too nasty for my taste. The Eagle is seedy, as another reviewer pointed out, in the best way, but the Faultline was simply disgusting and everybody had an attitude problem (crew and crowd). I’ve heard they changed management but it’s gotten worse since; either way, it was not a place I thought deserving of a second chance. I’ve been to Akbar 4 or 5 times, and although it has a cool ambience, it’s just as cliquey and bitchy as WeHo; the only difference is that the crowd is full of desperate hipsters rather than brainless «pretty» boys with over plucked eyebrows.
Then I tried The Eagle. Although I’ve never belonged to any specific niche of the gay chain, I felt the most welcome here than in the other Silverlake bars or, God forbid, WeHo (although, to be honest, I will go to WeHo from time to time; my straight friends like it and I’ve learned not to worry much about the Lady Gaga worshippers and just try to have a good time myself. Life’s too short). It’s mostly a bear/​leather crowd, but I don’t think anyone will be giving you dirty looks if you look «different» (and if they do, ignore them! You’re an adult).
Drinks are somewhat cheaper than WeHo, but not THAT much… There’s usually a cover charge, but not all the time.
CONS: I hate to say it that I can see why some other reviewers were complaining about certain bartenders. Some of them are nice, but I had a bad experience with one of them. I got there relatively early, the bar area wasn’t full, and he looked at me as I waited for him to order my drink. He ignored me completely and kept talking to his friends; regular customers, I assume. Then in the meantime an attractive couple stood beside me, also waiting to order drinks, and minutes later he came our way and asked them what did they want; I was about to say I was there first, but the couple were polite enough to point that out. I thanked them and ordered my drink. I gave him a tip because I’m not a jerk, unlike him, although he deserved none. If you want to increase your clientele, treat them well. So far, this is the only thing keeping me from giving The Eagle 5 stars. Never, never underestimate the power of good customer service. It’s often a deal breaker.
Oh, and it’s cash only.

I totally agree with P.M.‘s review below. I’ll add based on my experience that the shallow, superficial and narcissistic gym queens of the Eagle are far more pretentious and bitchy than I’ve seen in Weho. The men here seem to think that if you can grow a beard and a little muscle (mixed in their belly fat), add a couple of tattoos, and some tough guy T-​shirt, that makes you a man. It doesn’t, and most of these guys are queens who work in the arts or some other fluffy career which neither requires intellect or toughness. Sorry, but I find the fem queens who fought for our rights to be far tougher and stronger than some of the «butch» looking men here. Just because you wear flannel, leather and boots doesn’t make you a masculine man. The patrons here are stupid and pathetic for suggesting otherwise.
If you’re over 40, and look like a professional or regular guy (like I do), be prepared to be ignored, shoved by younger gays on their way to another area of the bar where younger, more «nasty» looking guys are, and have your feet stepped on. In addition, the bar is very cliquish, so if you go alone, you’ll likely remain alone and no one will talk to you (unless you’re drop dead hot and in your 20’s or 30’s).
Other complaints include, but are not limited to, the following:
1) No sinfulness. The days of cruisy gay bars with hanky-​panky going on in some dark corner are over. This place and its patrons are all bark and no bite. The bar is populated by a collection of stand and pose bear and psuedo muscle queens. It’s more of a tourist attraction, like the Faultline, these days. I’ve seen more scandal and sex at a Republican Convention than this place.
2) No parking. The valet parking isn’t really a remedy for this, as it costs $ 7.00. Who wants to pay that only to be greeted with attitude and the «you’re not good enough» mentality of the patrons and staff?
3) No coat check. This sucks, because the parking is atrocious and you have to walk a distance. If it’s cold outside, you have the choice of leaving your jacket in your car or wearing it at the bar and looking like a dork.
4) Staff. As pointed out by many others, the only friendly one is Justin, because he is the only one smart enough to know that to get tips, one must be nice and put your gay attitude on the shelf at work. Most other gay men in customer service are stupid and rude, especially to other gays.
5) Overcrowded events. The events like Meatrack stink — again, they are only for the hottest guys, or the guys already in relationships with a gaggle of other gays, otherwise be prepared to get ignored and shoved. I hate the strippers, and why go to a gay bar if everyone is only interested at looking at strippers and not you?
6) Straight women. Yes, you heard me right — women. Many gay men, apparently due to their attitude and/​or internalized homophobia, do not actually have gay men as friends. Therefore, they bring their women friends to this bar. The women walk around (i.e., take up space) and gawk at everyone and generally act like fools.
7) Creepy management. I’m sorry, but some of the management who shall remain nameless seem creepy and lack professionalism.
8) Ignorant, apparently un– or under-​educated patrons. I’ve come here one time when an event was being held and a gay man at a table was selling t-​shirts with a noose hanging from a tree printed on it. Mind you, this was right around the time of some recent racial events in the U.S., as well as recent executions of gay youths in Iran. I mentioned this connection to the gay man, and he just stared at me stupidly and became biligerant. Don’t expect to meet the next Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerberg here. How management and staff could allow such t-​shirts to be sold is a further testiment to their stupidity and apathy for this place.
In conclusion, while the patrons and most of the staff may think they are hot and butch, inside they are really more shallow, prissy and superficial than the Kardashians. This bar needs a lot of work by someone who actually knows how to manage a business. The staff is made up almost entirely of rude, lazy, ignorant and narcissistic gay men.

This bar is convenient and about 2 miles from my place in Hollywood. The crowd here is nothing like in WeHo. If you’re into Leather & Hairy/​Beefy men then you need to check this place out. I liked that there was plenty of space for moving around unlike some of the WeHo bars where you’re all sandwiched and rubbing against each other… like vertical dry humping while making your way trough the crowd.
It was an experience, even though a short lived one for us. We didn’t stay long enough to find out what they were raffling off, but I remember them handing us a coupon/​ticket for a raffle that night. It wasn’t my kind of bar but I was curious to check it out for the first time.
Drink prices are comparable to other bars in the area. I’m not sure about the parking situation, but I wouldn’t recommend driving to a bar anyway. Take a cab, sidecar, lyft or über. It’s not worth a DUI. We all know DUIs are like parking tickets, errbody gots them (lots of people have them).
Have fun!

I’ve grown to hate this place more and more upon each visit. I’ll start by saying I’m totally into the vibe of what this bar is supposed to be about — bears, kink, and seedy scenes. I actually prefer this type of bar to the typical WeHo fare, however this bar is just as abhorrent as the thing it so loudly proselytizes against — but flipped around like a mirror. They hate the pretentiousness of WeHo and yet deliver up the same philosophy cloaked in different clothes. You come to the Eagle in hopes of finding a haven for the weirdos of the world and instead get the same bitchy attitude. If you aren’t «like them,» you aren’t welcome. For someone like me who has never really fit into one particular subculture within the queer community, it’s hard to find a laidback place that will just accept you for who you are.
The staff are incredibly rude and unfriendly, I’ve waited up to 15 minutes for a drink in a nearly empty bar while some pimply pockmarked steroid monster of a bartender consciously ignored me on many occasions, opting instead to clean beer mugs and meander around fingering buttholes when he should be delivering at the very least a modicum of service to well-​intentioned paying customers. Oddly enough, I’ve been served at record speeds here when accompanied by a bear or otter friend.
I am big fan of The Faultline and The Bullet, and have received nothing but fantastic, friendly service every time I’ve frequented those establishments — I highly recommend them over this place, and can’t for the life of me figure out why this is the most popular one. It is The Eagle in particular that needs to take a long hard look in the mirror.
Dear crappy bartenders, despite what my average appearance might tell you I’m not some clueless queen here to turn it out to Lady Gaga — I’m just here trying to enjoy a cool beer and chill out with no frills. It sucks that a place that is designed for people seeking what I, too, am seeking discriminates because you don’t meet the requirements of their oh-​so exclusive clique. This isn’t what queer culture was ever supposed to be about and The Eagle is yet another stain on the community. Try being a little more inclusive with your customers and lose the rotten attitude.
2 Stars for some of the patrons who are actually quite friendly, along the overall feel of a classic leather bar which is pretty cool. My beef lies more with the staff. NOW GIVE ME MY DRINK.

Best Gay bar in L.A. Although the owners seem to be a little greedy. Happy hour pitchers used to be four dollars and every time there’s an event where there will be a lot of people they cancel beer bust prices so you have to pay full price… tacky.
Cori is the best bartender.
But the old santa clause looking man who bartends on Tuesdays is the worst. He has no personality, no sense of urgency, takes smoke breaks constantly leaving the bar unattended, has no sense of loyalty with regulars and god forbid she’s having a bad night and then were still expected to tip? Some bartenders forget that they are in the customer service industry.
But that being said, the vibe at the Eagle is the best as it tends to be at most Eagles around he world — laid back unpretentious and sexy.

The Eagle LA is a must if you’re just in town for a short time and need some good drinks and friendly bartenders. Marcus, behind the bar, made me feel like I’ve lived here my woke life.

jst a reg kinda place. often cum here after wrk on fridays to wind dwn. the main bar room is dark but i dnt think its cruisy. its a cool plc 2 chill n hang for abit… not pretentious like WeHo bars… u cn find sum friendly people here…

By all means go to the Eagle L.A.
Have a drink or two.
Enjoy yourself.
If for some reason you don’t have a good time go another night. If you don’t have a good time that second time you might take a closer look at yourself and figure out why you are such a stick in the mud.

Warning: To those Gays who are prissy, up-​tight, holier-​than-​thou, or are obsessive-​compulsive clean queens, don’t come to the Eagle Bar, and then bad mouth it like a bitchy, narcissistic, woosie baaatch. You know that the Eagle Bar is an old-​time, divey «leather bar» that dates back to the old days when it was called the Gauntlet II, and it still smells like stale beer & cigars with the patina of Rough & Ready MEN who have laid claim to these hallowed walls for decades. Why come to the Eagle and torture yourselves? What a stupid ass thing to do. Be with the other sanctimonious & self righteous who are more your kind. No one ever forced you to come here.
The B&B Corps hosted the «Hot Boots» contest to a great crowd of men in leather, uniforms, rubber and our brethren bears & cubs. Others were in flannel, levis, muscle-T’s with facial hair like beards, moustaches, goatees, all hallmarks of masculinity that seem to reflect the Leather ethos. It was a benefit event for the Tom of Finland Foundation which promotes mostly Homo-​erotic art throughout the world by sponsoring deserving artists, actualizing various art showings & related events, as well as serving occasionally to be a location for various leather & motorcycle clubs.
The Eagle bar has various spaces to accommodate different moods. There is the main bar with a huge square bar with stools lining the edges; a smaller adjacent more intimate manned bar space with Bootblack Bob on Saturdays for those who need to have their Dehners, Westco’s, Chippewa’s etc. given a high sheen; lower deck where there is a pool table for those so inclined. There is a patio where men can whoop out their custom cigars & pipes and have a leisurely, satisfying smoke with other burly men, bears, cubs, otters, even a twink or two.
Eagle has a full bar, but there are non-​alcoholic drinks such as water, sparkling mineral water, juices, coffee so those who want to abstain can and still patronize this fine establishment of & for men. Sundays are the laidback days when short pants, «wife beaters», T’s are the uniform of the day. If you want a more «formal» setting of leather, uniform, boots, rubber, etc., come on Fridays or Saturdays when leather themed attire is encouraged. Look them up in the Eagle website. There is fun & hilarity, too, like when the gender bending, transvestite Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence come to call.
The Eagle should be on the list for historically important cultural sites in Los Angeles. The Eagle, Bullet, & the Faultline are the last of the down & dirty, basic, old line Leather bars which had their cultural origins in the 1950’s when the old guard leathermen & motorcyclemen fresh out of World War II & Korean wars wanted to find butch male camaraderie in a space among themselves and away from the prissy, uptight, & sanctimonious.
Long Live the Eagle and its band of men. 4+ Unilocal stars, but definitely not for the fussy, easy-​to-​offend types.

Love this place.
Great drink prices & great music.
Best bartender ask for Justin.

This is one of my favorite places ever! The first time I went to this wonderful place I caught eyes with this guy as he was walking by, he stopped to talk and we ended up having a hot make out session on the patio and in the restroom. This was a great introduction to this place. Of course the next time I went back and saw him again he didn’t remember who I was, lol. I appreciated him anyway, He was first white guy I had ever kissed :-)
I’m usually here on Sundays when they have the $ 2 beer bust. Only way you could beat a $ 2 beer is if was $ 1 or free :-) so I go and drink to my hearts delight.
I also love how casual it is. I never feel pressured to look a certain way when I come here. Everybody just shows up as they are. They don’t even care if you wear deodorant, in fact I think some of the guys prefer you not wear it :-)
Another huge plus is the staff. The bartenders and bar backs are all super sexy and really sweet… and shirtless. Even though it is primarily a bear/​leather bar, I do appreciate all the different types you see here. Everybody loves bears! I also love the possibility of something raunchy happening. There are a lot of big, straight forward, masculine men who aren’t shy to go after it if they want it.
I love this place!

I went in thinking they might have a TV and I could check a score.
You know the kind of place that you regret stepping into the minute you walk in? This is that place. It was repulsive. If you like gay porn or decorations that seem to glorify gay rape then maybe this is your place but I couldn’t get out of there quick enough.