Chaplins

Used to like coming here for karaōke, but watch your check especially in groups. They have pulled some shady stuff one too many times.

This was such a disappointment. I took my bestie out for a very rare night of cocktails and some Karaōke. We ordered food, which was served to me with a knife rolled up in a dirty paper napkin. No fork. I probably could have forgiven that were it not for our drinks slammed on the tables, slow service, and the icing on the cake: arguing with me about the fact that the glass of seltzer I was served was the vodka tonic that I actually ordered. Ok. Not a lot of wait staff. It was busy. Not my fault. Don’t argue with an almost $ 90 tab.

Went here on a date with the bf to sing karaōke. IT was a fun time. Seems theres alot of regulars that go here. I went to the bathroom and some lady was chatting with me and then grabbed my butt… She just said it was because she liked my jeans. BF and I will probably go back to do more Karaōke. Though it does smell of cigarette smoke! My clothes reeked.

We eat here about once a month, love their cheeseburgers & Philly cheesesteaks (always get extra meat).

Conveniently located near the Marietta highway/​Atlanta street intersection chaplains seems to be a 30−40something hangout. I came on a Saturday night for karaōke and the restaurant filled. It appeared that only two servers were working the entire restaurant so we literally had to wave down the server and wait for extended periods of time to order refills. If there would have been an ample amount of staff to give guests good service I think this place would have given me a better experience.
The food is what you would expect from a dive bar, mozzarella sticks did not disappoint. My friend had a burger and enjoyed it. The hummus has paprika strikes on top and was pretty good.
DO NOT order mixed beverages here, I ordered a margarita and it was a big no no. I ordered a double shot of tequila thinking that it just needed some alcohol and it seemed to have made the beverage worse. Definitely go with beer for a spot like this.
Overall the experience is cool, a full house singing on the top of their lungs, just wish the service was better.

The karaōke is on point! The service is horrible!!! Rude and lengthy. Came on a Saturday night which is understandably busy, but for the amount of people you should expect to serve there should be an adequate amount of staff. Our waitress rushed our orders, was very unfriendly, and we had to hunt her down every time we needed a new drink. Awful. Awful. Awful.

Gross
This place isn’t a dive, it’s just vile. Reeks of cigs, I wouldn’t try the food for fear I’d be heaving the next day. They were out of tonic water, and then the beer I wanted.
I would recommend this place to someone I hated

This place is awful! Just got kicked off the bar cause my girlfriend didn’t want a second drink two seconds after finishing her first. They have karaōke that drunk idiots participate in. I’ve been here twice and haven’t heard one single good singer. F this place. Horrible horrible. Loud and obnoxious. Trashy as f***. Michelle the bartender is rude and disrespectful.

Fun place to hang out. Karaōke every weds, fri, sat, and Sunday. 2 stars off for all the smokers! It’s nasty shit eaters!
I am visiting from Florida so smoking indoor is totally new to me .
Totally nasty…
Bottom line: great place to hang out and if you like karaōke or at least like laughing at people trying to sing… Come here!
If you are sensitive to nasty smokers with nasty black hearts then careful!

This place is too awesome for words and everything you want in a dive bar! Location wise, this place should be in the movies and has great character. LOVE the Karaōke stage! We had great service and found the food to be way better than expected!
Delicious peta/​hummus appetizer, and loved the chicken gyro w/​mushrooms, onions and cheese! Really got a kick out of this place. Total throwback!

Not bad. Traditional bar food. Not fussy. Prices are very reasonable. Beer list isn’t craft beer heavy, but there a couple of good ones in there. Great little neighborhood spot for Roswell.

I came here last night for the second time for an impromptu girl’s night out. We got there around 9:30ish and the place wasn’t yet packed for karaōke. Dimly lit and full of cigarette smoke, we weaved through the place and a found a table. We originally want a booth, but that would leave a few of us unable to see the karaōke singers.
The place is cozy, but it has too many tables to accommodate everything, meaning… there is supposed to be a space to walk between the back of my chair and the bar, but there isn’t. The people sitting at the bar were resting their legs on the back of my chair, that’s how close we were. It was night full of constant kicking and bumping. Our server was really sweet, but slow. I think only three servers were there last night — doing everything.
We ordered some food to share, chicken fingers and some nachos. The food is your typical dive bar food, nothing amazing, but it’ll do. Chicken fingers were crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside and standard fries. My nachos were pretty good. For $ 7.95, it was a huge portion. Split between the four of us, we couldn’t eat it all. They also had specials on beers and $ 2 shots last night. Beer and food here are already pretty cheap, but they still have specials — which is awesome.
And the karaōke, oh the karaōke. Last time I came here there was a definite party vibe, everyone was in a good mood, people were laughing, dancing and having a good time. Last time I didn’t want to leave because I was having such a great time. Last night… it wasn’t like that. I could tell that a bunch of people were regulars because they all knew each other, but there wasn’t laughing or dancing (aside from that one chic that was beyond three sheets to the wind and dancing erotically to Raspberry Beret). It was an almost somber night. The songs were all depressing, people would howl along with the songs like they were getting painful nostalgia. I couldn’t wait to leave.
I’ll still come here for the cheap food and if I want to get drunk on a dime (like the previously mentioned girl). Maybe next time I’ll bring a group of people and we’ll turn it into a party!

Love Chaplains. It’s a great authentic dive bar steeped in the whiskey, jäger and cigarette stained voices of a thousand wanna-​be singers. Most of the singers are very good although I must admit sometimes it gets tiresome hearing old white men doing maudlin country-​western songs. Most of the time it’s everything from rock, to rap to Sinatra to pop.
The food is your standard deep-​fried dive bar food.
Nothing special but filling and tasty.
Suggest calling for reservations on Fri and Sat as by 10 it starts to fill up quickly.
Recommend having the blond goddess Susanne as your waitress. I’ve nicknamed her Flash by how fast she moves. Efficient and honest with witty banter, she always treats our tables as VIPs.
The new DJ Bryan is doing a great job. He’ll autotune the terrible singers, and sing back up vocals. Not too over the top, he lets the singers shine.

«Charlie Chaplin had babies when he was 73. Yeah, but he was too old to pick ‘em up.» –When Harry Met Sally… (1989)
Talk about a dive bar. And I mean, DIVE. Don’t get me wrong, no one is really coming here for the drinks or the food — they are coming for the karaōke. It is super smokey and crazy packed with the karaōke is in full swing, but if you want to sing, and you aren’t hot, make sure you have some CASH.
The drinks are cheap, but they are strong, so that is going for them. This time around there was a wedding after party going on complete with the bride in her dress and wedding party dressed to the nines. My guess is they did NOT have to tip Mr. Karaōke to sing.
Now the karaōke singers were either hit or miss — some were amazing — I mean truly fabulous. Others absolutely butchered some classics to the point of ear-​bleeding and my group singing over them to try and make the pain stop.
We had a hard time getting a server to even stop to get us any drinks, but the singer in our group got to sing a few times and the rest of sang along plenty.
I’ll stick with other joints, thanks. Chaplins, you can have your conservative, Obama-​magnet stealing crowd every night of the week, thanks.

You only need to know these things: karaōke, cheap drinks, fried food, and late night dance parties. Proceed accordingly.

Epic Dive Karaōke.
In the cold depths of Roswell, in a mostly abandoned shopping center, with bad, bad parking lies the most secret and most magical of karaōke joints. Chaplins.
If you’ve been to metalsome and experienced the seething mass of drunken frat white-​hats in khaki pants singing Enter Sandman with about as much vocal ability as a wood chipper filled with frozen squirrels — and were horrified at the obnoxious depths to which humanity has descended… Chaplins might save Karaōke for you.
Random people from all walks of life come together to drink cheaply, enjoy the MC-​ing of some guy who looks JUST like Billy D. Williams and sing one of the 100,000+ songs at their disposal on the appropriately cheesy Chaplins stage. Everyone sings, dances and has a freaking blast.
Its a smoky dive with mediocre fried food and an uninspiring beer selection, but you WON’T see a drunken frat dude pass out while trying to start a fight with one of his bros and you WILL have a stunningly divey karaōke experience.
NOTE: If you are a suburban wuss who needs a shiny clean bathroom, a non smoking atmosphere and for whom the thought of doing karaōke provides only a cold shiver of insecurity rather than a rush of AWESOME — than Chaplins is not going to work for you… and I like that. :)
much love.
–CHUK

This is a true throw-​back dive bar made famous for some of the best Karaōke in Atlanta over the past 20 years!
It’s a dive… it IS a dive. But it’s an awesome one. Smoking allowed, intimate, outdoor patio too. I’ve come here for well over 15 years for my karaōke fix and it doesnt disappoint. Food is traditional dive bar, but I’m partial to the chicken fingers and fries. Beer and alcohol is cheap and the patrons regular and lively.
Situated just a block South of Historic Roswell Square on Hwy 9, you get to experience what Roswell was like back in the 80s and 90s before all the urban crawl brought fine dining and a distaste for old divey bars.
Personally, I love it’s character. If you are prepared for it going in, you’ll have more fun. The people are all nice, and some of the singers could be professionals. Then again, it gets better the more you and they drink.
Get on stage!

It’s definitely a dive…
We stopped here on Friday night after the Roswell Ghost Tour. Some friends of mine come here fairly often and knew a lot of the wait staff. While it would not be my first choice for drinks, I can see the appeal of this place as a neighborhood watering hole. The drinks arrived quickly, were decently strong, and service was pretty attentive. The food is mediocre at best (unless über-​greasy bar fare is your thing), so I’d advise grabbing a bite before you get here.
Also, the karaōke crowd here is INTENSE. Karaōke isn’t really my thing, but you’ll at least get a laugh or two watching the drunken crowd try to belt out 80s songs.

It’s ok. I only came here because I didn’t know the area and my friends suggested this place after eating at Spiced Right.
It is a dive bar that does Karoake a few times a week. Service was whatevers and this would not be my first place to go to drink.

When high school friends return to the ‘burbs for the holidays and force me to make a pilgrimage up to my old stomping grounds to meet them, Chaplins is a good choice for a place to meet for a drink.
As Roswell bars go, it’s fine. My unrecontsructed friends like it because they can smoke inside, my cheapskate friends like it because they have 16oz well cocktails for $ 5 (though they are about as strong as you would expect a $ 5 cocktail to be), and my diva friends like it because they have karaōke three nights a week. If you want to sing, slip the karaōke MC a couple of bucks to be bumped up the list. The food our group ordered never came, but our server had no problem keeping separate checks for a seated party of eight and did not tack on an automatic gratuity charge, so points for that.
The inside is dated, small, and cramped, and looks like the Cheers bar would look if the show was set in Roswell, Georgia, but the screened in patio is heated and you can still hear the karaōke out there. I was surprised this past Saturday to see the place packed out with a crowd that was mostly under 30 –guess my group is not the only one that uses this place as a refuge when visiting the ‘rents.