At Liedy’s Shore Inn, many of the guitar aficionados and ex-roadies play the Rolling Stones by night and collect Social Security checks by day. Their nostalgic, tight-knit culture is maintained by Liedy’s geographic remoteness — it is sandwiched between empty lots on the North Shore of Staten Island — and the bar’s detachment from the rest of the city. Only members of Liedy’s inner circle seem to know the correct phone number, as opposed to the obsolete one outsiders find on Google.

“It’s family,” said Anthony Galante, 64, a bassist and Liedy’s devotee. “Everybody knows everybody, and everybody knows about everybody. And it stays here.”