Nice place.
I've met some nice people here and some not so nice people here. It's a younger crowd later in the evening. The guy-girl ratio is usually 7-1.
They have 2 pool tables which always seem to have games going. Not a long wait, people are willing to take turns. Â
They also have beer pong - which I rarely see anyone play.
I feel that they could use more drink specials.
Bartenders are always pleasant.
Atmosphere is chill. Clean.
yayyy the vent! I have no idea where all these reviewers are finding these rednecks at! maybe they should all drive back to granite bay in there bmws if they cant handle being around normal working class people. Love this place, minus the midnight closing, which really sucks. Deena, the owner and women you usually see behind the bar has been tryin to get it changed but they have been running into problems becuase the residential elderly community behind them. Â Guess crocodiles used to let the bikers race their "hogs" in the alley behind the place and those old people havent forgotten! Â Other than that though, really nice little place, always very clean, cool lighting and a nice granite bartop. couple pool tables, some other games. They even have this whiteboard where you can buy a friend a drink and they write the friend and the drink on the board so they have it for next time. havent seen that anywhere else so thats really cool.
Review Source:Guy Davenport must have driven past this place a hundred times before he realized it was a bar. It's located in a little mini-strip mall next to a dance studio, a costume shop and a training center where Guy Davenport has been honing every inch of his body into a weapon for the past 4 months. Eventually, the neon beer signs registered on cortex and I endeavored to check the place out. (btw, it's called The Vent now, not Crocodiles)
All in all, the decor, selection and service were top notch, but the clientele was seriously lacking in... um... class. For reals, why are you going to waste that 60-inch plasma screen TV by showing nothing but those nambla UFC fights? Guy ordered a hef and a guiness for the saucer next to him and it was only $6.50. Not bad. I got up to inspect the jukebox. It was one of those new digital ones, but the selection was still lacking. I'm still looking for that bar that has Broken Social Scene on the box. Foiled on that, I endeavored to play the longest song I could find, which turned out to be Freebird. Some blondie down the way complimented me on my song choice, but she was surrounded by 5 or 6 douchey UFC fans, so Guy decided not to make any moves. The bar itself was granite. There were some nice couches and tables to sit at. The whole place seems in desperate need of some higher-caliber customers (like Guy Davenport) to justify its style. Instead, it was mostly full of those mysterious redneck types with their weird hostility that seems to run in stealth through the suburbs of Sacramento.
For starters, it should be noted that this place is no longer called Crocodiles, but is instead the ambiguously titled The Vent. More on that switchover later.
This place is quite the enigma. It's in a shitty looking part of town, and the windows are blacked out, almost ensuring the idea that something filthy and lurid is happening inside your mind. For some people (like myself and that convict Davenport), that's a draw.
But then you go inside and you you discover that The Vent, not Crocodiles, obviously had some money go into it, while retaining a certain sheen of redneck ick. There's just something about this part of town and it's love of... of... redneckery? Something like that.
In The Vent's favor (i.e. on the money side): Weird, cool lightning. Fancy stools, even if they're too short. Textured wall designs. Decently new jukebox. Several plasma screens. Fancy dart board. Attractive-ish bartender.
On the not quite plus side: UFC playing on those lovely plasma screens. Asshole patrons who seem to have "fight!" as a huge component of their DNA. One of those machines that you punch to see how strong or stupid aggressive you can be. I mean, is that really the element you want to inspire in your place of business? More on that in a moment, as well. Also, "Freebird" was playing on the juke. (But to be fair, that's more Davenport's fault that the ownership of The Vent).
What this place needs: Access to some better clientele. Maybe a bouncer who says "no" to certain elements who want to get in and play pool.
Now, a little interesting trivia. The place closes at midnight. I asked the young lady behind the bar why the hell this was and she told me that of course, they could stay open til 2 AM, but had to stop serving the spirits at midnight. Why? Apparently, Crocodiles had more than a lot of after hours fights (which isn't quite that shocking when you look at who you're elbow to elbow with) and ABC wasn't quite cool with that so they restricted their curfew to the witching hour. When the new owners bought the place and liquor license, the restrictions came with. They're hoping that within the next month or two, they can get it pushed back til 2, but until then...
Would I recommend this place? Yes. But only if you're an adventurer, really. Or don't get UFC on your TV like a normal suburban psychopath.
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