by Amy L. on Gorgeous patio with plenty of seating. I also remember, downstairs in the dance area, they had a girl swinging from the ceiling. That was cool too. Other than that, I don't have much love for this venue. It's too reminiscent of an indoor rave for me to give it good ratings.
by Joetta Paaske on I've been to Medjool a number of times but dammit, it was time I said my peace about the place. First off I don't come here for the drinks, the quality of people, nor the music. I come here for the rooftop view of the city, to show friends that there is a rooftop bar in SF. That's it. Nothing else. I have to tell you that everytime I'm in this joint (usually on a weekend) it sounds like the DJ must have just picked up "DJing for Dummies" last week and started spinning. He has no understanding of how to mix records...I repeat...HE HAS NO UNDERSTANDING OF HOW TO MIX RECORDS!!!! Mixing records is an artform, a technique that is refined from years of playing vinyl. From that knowledge comes an understanding that the music, the music and only the music can elevate the emotions of the crowd. The DJ sucked, he sucked so bad I wanted to leave within 5 minutes of getting there. Hey Mr. DJ, a little advice, You don't go from salsa, to EPMD, to Arabic music, to Bollywood showtunes then back into some high energy stuff. You don't do it!! WTF?!?!?!? There's something called programming, choosing the next record and deciding when and where in the track to layer the next beat. Can I pay for you to get some lessons? Seriously, consider it my gift to you so that the next time you're on the decks you won't embarass yourself. Give me my Doc Martin, Jeno, Frankie Knuckles, Dennis Ferrer, Quentin Harris, Louie Vega, David Harness, or one of my dozen DJ friends in SF to play music any night of the week. You my friend suck. I could go on and on but I'll only get upset, and then this review wouldn't be pretty...it would be a smackdown of unbelievable proportions. Can you tell I'm really passionate about music? The cash only bar on the rooftop is a big no-no. You're a restaurant, show some class and accept cards up there, you'd probably sell more liquor. The drinks are weak, the bartenders pretty damn rude and the lines for the bathroom are usually 10 guys deep. Oh yeah, stock up on some quality vodka and stop selling the crap I can get at the corner of Crack and Central. One star. No mas.
