I went here once with a couple friends. We were celebrating my graduation, along with another friend's birthday (who was already there with a group of people.) It was late on a Friday night.
First off, getting here was interesting, it seemed to be pretty much in the boondocks. I think we even drove under an old train trestle at one point and saw some trolls milling about.
We pulled into the parking lot and were charged $5. Really? $5 to park in this half asphalt/half dirt lot? (We'll just call it half-ass'd...)
Then we get charged $20 at the door. My lady friends got the same charge.
This place has two levels. Both playing hiphop. We hit the lower level first. There was a cute bartender working the bar. I ordered a Long Island Iced Tea. She made something that tasted like Long Island Iced Turpentine. The music wasn't bad, but seemed TOO loud, even for a club.
Later we moved up to the top floor, which seemed a bit larger, and where they play all the garbage you hear every hour after hour on the radio. The dance floor was packed. Too much so I thought, not that the music was inspiring anyway.
We found our people and hung out off to the side of the bar. I kept thinking how wack this place was. I think I kept my mind off of it most of the night my talking to Traci. Now that I think about it, I did get a bit of dancing in, but off to the side by the bar. I was drunk. Traci made me.
There's a deck on the upper floor to go out and smoke or get some fresh air if you're so inclined, or be able to talk to someone without yelling.
Last thing, as we're leaving, one of the security douchebags says to me, "I let you in this time, but no tims next time." Seriously? I just walked off, because if there's one thing I do know, it's that I won't be coming back here.
I've never been here other than that night, so I won't one-star the place. I can't tell you about their food or other offerings, but I can tell you the pics of the place on their site are a bit embellishing...