Picture a dive bar located on the furthest reaches of the High Desert. Chances are you’re imagining something close to Out There Bar. The windowless, 70s-era space in Twentynine Palms has a shuffleboard, Bud on draft, and, of course, a crusty old dude in the corner cussing at the TV. Dig a little deeper though and you’ll find some surprising stuff. Namely, sporadic drag queen bingo nights, Neapolitan pizza pop-ups, and sets from great LA indie bands on weekends. It’s the kind of place where you never know what you’ll see or who you’ll talk to—just that it won’t be boring.