Don't go to Bogies IF you are a critic... GOTO Bogies if you can drop your baggage and have a great time.
I've heard Bogies criticized as a "Frat" bar, as if that is a bad thing. Truth is Bogies is where to go in the Red Stick if you are looking to have a night your memory will store as patchy but amazing.
If you are a student at LSU don't do what Laura R did at first, love it right away and always. This is an "old school" type of place that remembers who you are (without judgement, thank god...) and exists because of you.
As for the "Frat Bar" moniker... if the type of bar that takes care of drunk girls and makes sure they get home safely, calms down the over-testosterone driven dudes that have had too much, and overall does the best they can to make sure you have a good time is considered a "Frat Bar", then count me in if you wanna hit up a "Frat Bar"...
To Bogies,
Phil
Went here last night for the first time (Friday night). I was lucky enough to squeeze my Mini Cooper into the last remaining parking spot. I got there around 11pm and the place was full. $10 cover (annoying, but I had to pay up since I was meeting friends there). Typically I avoid covers at all costs unless there's a band there or something justifying it. $10 was totally too much to pay to get in this kind of a bar. As I walked in the front doors, I passed the Rules board, and noticed one said "No visible tattoos". WHAT?! Are you kidding me? I don't have any tattoos, but this is freaking 2010 here! Not the 1950's! As soon as I saw that sign, I knew what I was getting myself into. Also would like to mention that the bouncer studied my ID for about 2 mins before letting me in. Dude, I'm almost 25. Give me a break, I know I have an out of state ID, but this is a college town and my ID has 3 freaking holograms on it. If it was a fake, it'd be the best fake ever.
Inside, the crowd was mostly girls dressed to the 9's with high heels, short skirts, tons of make-up on, and they were all hanging on guys in collared shirts (many of them popped collars I must add). Seriously, I don't think I saw one guy in there who wasn't wearing a collared shirt. A bartender even had a Titleist hat on. Where am I?!? A country club on Martha's Vineyard?
But only the clientele was New England Country Club, because the bar was completely dirty dive. Black walls, dirty concrete floor, neon beer signs, dirty old flags hanging on the wall. It actually looked quite cool. There's a big outdoor section in the back which I can see myself hanging out at in the autumn months when it cools down a little. The beer is cheap and they have a decent selection of bottles to chose from. The DJ was alright, but he really should mix in some more obscure stuff. I felt like I was listening to top 40 radio. If it weren't for the obnoxious crowd, I might actually like this place though. I'll give it another shot. Maybe I need to be wasted to truly appreciate (and tolerate) this place.