The stage mentioned in another review is now gone, and the bar is half the size it used to be. Â The owner of the building doubled Mike's rent on both rooms, so Mike closed down the side with the stage and walled it up. Â That was about two months ago and there's STILL nobody renting the half Mike gave up. Â The musicians of Reno/Sparks lost a decent venue, and the Asshat owner has lost sure revenue by being greedy.
Review Source:For a Reno Dive bar it will do..kinda out of the way in a seedy part of town - but that's OK, cause I am a seedy type of guy. Â Dropped in on a Saturday night to check things out - just can't get used to everyone smoking. Â It was karaoke night and there was one gal that just frigging rocked the house..then there was some pathetic dude that just plain embarrassed himself - not because he was bad, but because he thought he was good.
They pour really really short..I asked for a double Jameson and I swear it was a 3 second pour. Â The bartender told us a really neat food truck would be arriving shortly and they had really good food - they never showed up.
Bathrooms were large and clean which is always a plus..but they did not make up for the high priced short pours and no show of the food guy. Â We won't make it back.
Basically - while it was
Yes. I dun bin rolling ghetto lately.
We ended up here one weekend just cuz a few friends-of-friends were there. Â And what a truly unique dive bar it is.
Number one: Stripper poles. Â An empty stage over in the corner of the bar with amazingly sturdy stripper poles. Yes, I had a swing. Â The pole managed to support all of my 220 pounds without much flex, so I suspect that a good fifty percent of the girls in Sparks will be just fine if they want to get up there like I did.
Number two: broken shards of glass on the beer pint glasses. Not even making that up. Â I thought it was just chips of ice clinging to my lip, but then when it didn't start to melt, I became suspicious. Â But hey, at least that beer was on the house. :-/ Â
Number three: Seventy year old women having throwdown catfights. Screaming back and forth how the other one is a whore... I had never seen anything like that and I hope never to again.
Other miscellany: (yes, it's a word... look it up.)
There are two pool tables with moderately worn felt. 75 cents per game. They don't serve food, thus there is smoking allowed inside. Drinks are decently cheap. They have a pool tournament schedule, and I THINK I saw something about official APA play once a week... Most spots at the bar have gaming machines... It's on the left side of the (7-11 I think?) in that little strip mall on the corner of skeezix lane and crackpipe avenue.
That's about it.