by Chris I. on
Ehhhhhhhhhhh. OK The music was industrial which was good, but wow it was too slow. I was like pick it up. Felt like dancing in double time. I had never seen so many trannys in one place, so if that's your thing go for it. It was $8 to get in I think and there were two dance floors, but one I would call more of a lounge. Drinks are expensive for the kind of venue. People were just dancing so damn slow. I might give it another chance.
by Jason B. on
God I love this place. This is my house music getaway. Its where I like to go for some "me" time. I only bring friends here if they are serious about house music, and they are serious about shaking their ass. There are 0 douchebags here...it is not a place to be seen, or a place to pick up people. It is a place to rock out. An amazing cross section of the SF ethnicities and cultures are always here - you don't have the "euro" crowd, or the "asian" crowd, you just have SF...on a dancefloor...going to town! I had a hell of an embarrassing night here last evening, and I need to write it all down on yelp so I can move on with my life. If you keep an eye on their pre-sale tickets page, you'll see VIP passes pop up occasionally. For $45, you get entry to the club, plus open bar. Its not one of those open bars where you only get crappy drinks either, its whatever you want...like a real open bar. Against my better judgement, I got a VIP pass for last night, and then set a goal for myself. You know...just like those fitness types do. So what if you want to run a 5 minute mile? I want to drink 8 drinks in 3 hours. Bad idea. DJs and crowd were awesome as always. But after giving the bartender a big hug after receiving drink #6 (they are cool with that kind of thing there...for serious!), I started having a lot of trouble maintaining balance. While I was walking through the club, I fell for absolutely no reason in the middle of the dance floor. As I was trying to come up with an excuse for the wreck involving an inner ear infection, someone noticed that I dislocated my thumb :). The inner ear infection story didn't hold water - people knew I was plastered. And they would be right. Anyways, I got my thumb squared away, and stuck around for awhile longer. On the second time I stumbled and nearly fell, a bouncer did catch me, and very politely and very courteously escorted me out. Yep...I deserved it...and I couldn't blame the guy. I mean, he let me get away with one complete wipeout without even saying anything :). As I woke up this morning with a giant bruise on my ass from the crash and a black and blue thumb that had been rejointed, I kind of felt horribly embarrassed. But, its another great story, and another great reason why I love this club - its the place that brings out your inner dancin' fool, and doesn't judge you for when you go way over the top.