All I heard was how great the DJ was for months before my first trip to P-town. Â Well, the first night was a disaster. Â The music was old disco, and a few 80's songs thrown in. Â And then the killer, a horrible, washed up singer named France (I think that was her name).
A few nights later, the music was better, but the crowd is nasty. Â Very few hot guys, a ton of drunk knuckledraggers falling all over each other. Â
And the place needs a renovation. Â It smells like piss. Â The dancefloor is too small. Â But the worst part was the drag show at the end of each night. Â Way to kill an event. Â For $10 I expect much more than ugly drunks, mediocre music, and pathetic drag queens.
The music ranged from terrible to borderline okay. I was in the mood to dance, but the dancefloor was too crowded and filled with drunk/drugged out people. Having three separate bars was a good way to avoid any particularly long lines, and a $6 well drink is fine by me. A vodka redbull was $11 though, and while I've seen some places do this, I can't stand it. At least they gave me the whole can since my drink basically had a splash of it.
Almost got into a fight with a fellow customer who drunkenly fell on me on the way in/accosted my physically, and later found me on the dance floor and was inappropriate again. I understood throwing a punch meant I would need to leave immediately, but didn't consider that a negative consequence because I wasn't enjoying myself too much.
It was technically still the off-season so I can understand my choices were limited, but I wasn't a huge fan.