Welcome to The Electric Cure, the place where the line between brilliant and batshit is as fuzzy as your vision by drink three. The first of the Unholy Trinity of bars, dreamt up by two women with an appetite for the absurd, and definitely didn’t get the memo on moderation. This spot is the answer to the age old question, 'What if a tropical rum bar fell into the lap of Satan herself?’

It’s the founding member of the "Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time" club where the drinks are strong and the company's strange. Our cocktails don't just push the envelope—they set it on fire (literally).

Unholy, unhinged, and off the rails—this is where the delightfully deranged call home. Welcome to the chaos that is The Electric Cure. Sanity, Begone! Serenity Now!