ABOUT
Bavarian bones. Vegas Voltage
It’s Oktoberfest—but it’s Downtown Las Vegas. And it’s not just bier.
It’s brat-eating battles. Stein-hoisting showdowns. 50,000 strangers belting Sweet Caroline like their rent depends on it.
Every tent’s a mini theater. Every night becomes folklore. Dirndlers. Wildcards. Folk heroes in the making. Tradition, rewired.
Prost! Vegas!™
a street feast built for bold
Brats sizzle. Bier flows. Crowds erupt.
Big bites. Bigger flavor. Bier cheese that’s practically its own attraction.
Bavarian heat—with a Fremont twist.
Raise a stein (or two):
Crisp lagers. Rich darks. Frothy imports.
By the pint or the liter. You pick the pour.
Pro tip: Use Biermark to skip the line. Buy them when you grab your tickets online:
1 BIERMARK = 160Z BIER. 2 BIERMARK = 34OZ STIEN REFIL. SIMPLE MATH NO REGRETS.
Tradition, unleashed
Polka. Alphorns. Pure street magic.
Keep your head on a swivel—Bavarian performers pop up when (and where) you least expect.
Accordions in alleyways. Spontaneous yodels. Maybe even a lederhosen dance battle.
Willkommen to the wildest block party in the Alps—err, Vegas.
Bragging rights start here
Glory comes stein-first.
The street becomes your arena—where wildcards rise and legends get made.
Test your mettle in the stein-hoisting throwdown.
Swing the hammer in Nagelspiel.
Send barrels flying in keg bowling.
Or let your pup chase glory in the Dachshund Derby.
Some are born great. Others hoist their way into history.
When the lights flip, the street rips. Welcome to Prost! Vegas!
Sun sets. Bass hits. Everything shifts.
DJs drop. Dirndls twirl.
The street is the dance floor.
This isn’t a bier hall.
It’s a two-block throwdown.
Bavarian bones. Fremont fire.
21+ after sundown.
Soundtrack: wired for the wild.
Steins up. Beats down. Prost ’til the street forgets your name.
Fun fact! You haven’t lived ’til you’ve screamed ‘Sweet Caroline’ with mustard on your chin and arms slung around strangers.