It’s a wild scene at Bryan Street Tavern on weekends. Indie-rock and punk acts perform in the music venue, a separate room located in the back of the bar, while other patrons play pool or sit and eat pizza from the bar’s kitchen. A glass shatters on the floor, but only a few look up at the commotion. It’s a dive, but a good one. The low ceilings and wood-paneled walls aren’t much to look at, but the drinks are cheap and the company is good. Obscure soul and R&B on the stereo offer padding to drunken conversations well into the morning. Bryan Street Tavern isn’t a bar you stop in; it’s a bar you close down.