Super cute and amazing music playing there from time to time but the toilets were absolutely disgusting.
2025-06-18
Zorica Z. M. S.
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2025-06-16
Ivana I. S.
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2025-06-12
Marija M. D.
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2025-06-12
Michael M. N.
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2025-06-12
Nisan N. A.
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2025-06-10
M M. G.
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2025-05-30
Tijana T. V.
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2025-05-29
Mike M. H.
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2025-05-28
Kerem K. K.
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2025-05-25
Marija M. S.
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Always fun here
2025-05-21
Sergio S. C.
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2025-05-19
Fabio F. D. M.
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Cibo si compra fuori e si può portare dentro senza problemi
2025-05-17
Anita A. N.
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2025-05-16
Irena I. i.
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2025-05-15
AHMET A. A. U.
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2025-05-14
onur o. k.
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Yemek yoktu ama canlı olarak jazz dinlemek keyif verdi
2025-05-13
Boško B. O.
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2025-05-10
Saša S. B.
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Slatko mesto :)
2025-05-06
Srđan S. K.
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Ovu recenziju pišem zbog očajne usluge. Jedan konobar za ceo lokal (dvoje za baštu...) i taj jedan ne vraća kusur.
Sam lokal i atmosfera su super. Svirka vrhunska.
2025-05-03
Filip F. T.
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2025-05-02
Stefan S. B.
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2025-04-30
Peter P. K.
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If you’re hunting for a spot where Belgrade’s alternative heartbeat thrums loudest, Bluz I Pivo is your jam. Squeezed into the Cetinjska cluster of bars—a stone’s throw from Skadarska’s cobblestone charm—this place oozes that gritty-cool vibe you’d expect from a city that parties like it’s always 2 a.m. on a Tuesday.
The walls scream modern art rebellion, the crowd’s a mashup of artists, misfits, and beer-swigging blues purists, and the air? Thick with rakija fumes, guitar riffs, and the kind of energy that makes you want to stay till last call.
Beer’s the obvious move here (it’s in the name, after all), but the real flex is their rakija. This isn’t your grandma’s fruit brandy—unless your grandma distills hers with honey and a side of chaos. Pair it with whatever band’s tearing up the stage that night: maybe a jazz trio noodling like they’ve got all night, a blues act that’ll make your soul ache, or an alt-rock group loud enough to rattle your teeth. The sound isn’t always crisp, but who cares when the guitarist’s soloing like their life depends on it?
Yeah, it’s smoky. Yeah, the seating’s basically “fight for your life.” And sure, you might get side-eyed if you ask for a cocktail menu. But that’s the beauty of Bluz I Pivo—it doesn’t apologize for being a dive with delusions of grandeur.
It’s Belgrade untamed, unpolished, and utterly alive. Come for the music, stay because the rakija’s stronger than your life choices. Just don’t wear your nice shoes.