Floppy Disk Repair Co. — Restaurant in Austin

Speakeasy Horror Review: Floppy Disc, Austin, TX By: Your Favorite Bloody-Minded Boozehound

If a haunted house, a dive bar, and your darkest sense of humor had a love child—it would be Floppy Disc. And that child would be weird, sticky, unhinged, and absolutely perfect.

This place is every horror fan’s wet dream—literally and metaphorically. From the moment you step inside, you’re greeted by an unholy army of creepy dolls and teddy bears staring at you with the dead-eyed judgment of something that definitely saw what you did last summer. Oh, and casually lurking in the corner? A full-on sheep’s head wearing Hannibal Lecter’s muzzle. Because apparently “Silence of the Lambs” jokes are not only encouraged—they’re taxidermied.

Let’s talk cocktails. The menu reads like a raunchy fanfic between Freddy Krueger and a bachelorette party. I nearly ordered one of everything just for the names. “Bloody Rim Job,” “Midsommargarita,” and “Satan’s Backwash”? Who’s writing this? Satan’s bartender? Give that person a raise and maybe a light exorcism.

But what really made me lose my mind—and possibly my bladder—was the women’s bathroom. Picture this: walls covered in smeared blood, “REDRUM” scrawled across the mirror, and the pièce de résistance—an axe handle on the bathroom door like you just Jack Torranced your way into salvation. I felt more emotionally seen than I ever have in therapy.

Floppy Disc isn’t just a bar. It’s a chaotic shrine to horror, humor, and hedonism. If you’re the kind of person who’d swipe right on Beetlejuice, sleep next to a Chucky doll, or decorate your house with Ouija boards and cocktail napkins—this is your mothership.

Rating: 666/10. Would sell my soul for another round. If you’re a freak like me, Sloppy Disc isn’t just a recommendation—it’s a bloody...

So obs, this place has nothing to do w/floppy disks or comp repairs. It is a very cool little (reminds of a place I went to in Chelsea, NYC) "peek-a-boo lounge" (not to be confused w/a "speakeasy", as one of the very nice bartenders explained, because it is too small to be considered one). But, it is very much the same concept.

There is a keypad to get in w/a code provided by the very sexy bouncer at the Handlebar next door (my friend and I did not mind flirting to acquire it...so how other people get it, I haven't the slightest).

This place is tiny with good utilization of the space and still able to be hip, quirky, and going for that "cultural underground" vibe. There are swings...yes, swings, at one portion of the bar that are way too fun, even before you've had a drink. And speaking of, aside from the usual booze-y suspects, they have some fun AF dranks here as well! I have no idea what it was actually called (I'm guessing the Milk & Cereal?), but it is for your inner-child who is of legal drinking age. It came w/a hella-boozy "milk" and a cocoa-puffs chaser. It was phenomenal and I want to have this always when watching my Saturday morning cartoons from now on! The only thing that would have made it better?...if it came in a sippy cup!

Actually, all of the drinks I had here were well made, meaning you don't have to wonder if there is actually alcohol in them. The bartenders are also fantastic and there is one (who's name I cannot remember for the life of me, but you know who you are!) who has one of the most glorious man-buns I have ever beheld!

Needless to say, I will def be coming back (probs late on a Sunday night again since it was not packed) to partake in the barswings, the bfast of champions, and that sweet...

I’m reviewing as a speakeasy and it misses on so many levels. If I was reviewing as a dive bar, my rating would be much better. The floppy disk company/redheaded stepchild speakeasy, (which is the same bar) in Austin was a huge disappointment. I’d even say it’s not even a speakeasy themed bar, if it wasn’t for the secret code to enter. That is actually the best part of this speakeasy. It is a well kept secret and you either have to know someone who will give you a code or sign up to receive a code via text. When I went, I requested the code the day of and when I showed up the code didn’t work. There was someone else there who said that code was from last month, although I went on the 16th. Once inside, it’s just a regular dive bar with loud music and expensive but poorly and cheaply made drinks. This was a sore spot because you usually pay more for a craft cocktail from a mixologist. This place charged easy prices for a regular well drink you would get at a shot bar. Talk about the $ markup. Truly a disappointment. The place was old and dirty although it did have a cool red light appearance. I don’t know if there was something about the day we went whether it was a DJ party, but I felt like this bar was more for someone in there early 20s going to any bar on dirty 6th. It doesn’t have the sophistication of other speakeasies in Austin or really anywhere. I cannot recommend this place. Outside of the secret entrance, this place doesn’t resemble a speakeasy at all and was a huge letdown. If you’re looking for a dive bar, just like the others on 6th Street, this might be your place. As a dive bar, you would really enjoy this place, except for the...