Warning! Wacky review alert!
After reading the other reviews for Blue Nile I must preface my review with these thoughts: I might not like what you like, but that doesn't mean we can't love one another, eat a bunch of food, and dance ridiculously to music while breathing in the amazing aroma of..... What the hell am I talking about? I guess the overwhelming weed smoke wafting though the air every time I visited must've gotten to me.
Call me a party pooper, but I am not really a fan. Sure they have good bands play, and the DJ isn't half bad. I just cannot get over the wanton disregarding of the law regarding the weed smoking. I am all for people having a good time, but I hate the smell of weed.
In summary, if you like this place you probably have nothing in common with me. Enjoy it, and don't worry about running into this drug free loser.
Looking for a brass band on Sat night with a group of 4, looking to drink and dance, spend some money and get high. $10 cover, fine. It's late, but not that late, Frenchman St is still in full swing. We pay the man and walk in. As we do the band is saying goodnight. What!?! I figure they are just taking a break, or another band is to follow. I go back out to the doorman and ask him if I just paid $40 to hear one song. No, he says, there will be music all night long. The band finishes (they are great) and the bar is closing. I notice the doorman is nowhere to be found. I should have gone to DBA instead. Many places still playing.
So, Blue Nile, you won, I lost. But don't expect me to be back; we're through, you and I. I don't mind paying for the band, hell, I pay extra and buy their CD's when they are good, but I don't like feeling ripped off and lied to.