The buzzer is still here, but Manager Ray Pate says he likes to turn it off. "Ten, 15 years ago, it was the right thing to do" he says. "But a lot of good people live here now." Relax, which also had bars bracing each window (now removed), sits next to a furniture store and has historically drawn a middle-aged, sports-minded Logan Square crowd. Yet, thanks to Pate’s savvy discernment between bad kitsch and retro-kitsch, the demographic is quickly diversifying: he’s covered up the chartreuse, "Linda Blair from the exorcist" paint, dropped the "sports bar" from the moniker and on Wednesdays, Continental mainstay and oldies guru, DJ Coffin Banger, sets up shop. Relax also takes great pains to foster a community setting: In what I’m hoping refers to a pet, a sign inside the bar reads: "Relax is sad to announce: Vince is gone. If anyone's seen Vince, please contact us." As an added bonus, Relax has Malort, the ferociously bitter liqueur produced in Chicago, and bartenders aren’t afraid to use it; ask Pate about the Malort Challenge.