It’s housed in the former home of Gruhn Guitars, where Bentley would test-drive acoustics and banjos when he arrived in town from Arizona in the mid-1990s, a time when Nashville’s few honky-tonks sat between adult bookstores and pawnshops. Of all the celebrity bars, Dierks Bentley’s Whiskey Row may boast the most authentically Nashville of digs. While a woman-fronted star bar may still be down the road, we nonetheless descended upon Broadway over a recent 24-hour period to take in the food, drinks and testosterone of the new watering holes. When I’m rich, I’m seriously opening one called ‘My Church.'” In June, Maren Morris poked fun at the trend, tweeting in part, “There are so many dude artists opening bars downtown. As Luke and Jason score Number One hits and plaster their names on buildings, the women of country - Trisha Yearwood, Martina McBride and Little Big Town’s Kimberly Schlapman, among them - are hosting cooking shows or peddling cookbooks. (These aren’t just eateries, but Instagram destinations, as tourists pose around the John Deere inside Aldean’s or the motorcycle in Bentley’s.) Or if the bro bars - all of the branded outposts thus far are affiliated with male stars - reflect the disparity of men vs. Given the bright lights and soaring spaces of this modern era, however, some locals and even tourists wonder if they’re taking the Vegas in “NashVegas” a little too far. Dierks Bentley’s joint is a short walk from Luke Bryan’s, along with Florida Georgia Line’s FGL House, Alan Jackson’s Good Time Bar and John Rich’s Redneck Riviera, with its glowing neon image of the Big & Rich singer alerting tourists, like Krispy Kreme’s hot donut sign, when the owner is inside the bar.īut even with such a history, Nashville is presently sitting in the throes of a country music restaurant revival. Across the street, partiers are downing beers on the roof of Ole Red, Blake Shelton’s place.
As we popped crazy rolls (salmon maki, deep-fried, with eel sauce) into our mouths, we surveyed the scene over Broadway’s canyon of bachelorette hoots and woos. The two restaurants might look separate from the supersized names out front, but they indeed share a cooking space, a head chef and Ohio-based ownership.
“Same kitchen, different bars,” a hostess says, referring to Jason Aldean’s Kitchen + Rooftop Bar located next door, as if she has explained it a thousand times. But we are on the roof drinking Coors Light and eating fried sushi.
Our night in downtown Nashville begins in a bank-turned-tattoo-parlor-turned- Luke Bryan-themed restaurant with a pickup truck dangling over the stage where a band is covering Maren Morris’s “My Church.” The space has six levels, eight bars, numerous light-up “Luke Bryan” signs and more flat screens than a Best Buy.
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