by Jerry Buren on There was some of the worst DJ-ing I've ever heard here. Sorry, it WAS a Tuesday, but sure if that's an excuse....ever. It was old old mainstream hip hop, mixed with house/rihanna type remixes. The crowd was also kind weird ranging from pino b-boys to 40 year old crazy ladies trying to tear up the dancefloor while running into people. The drink specials were cheap, and the glass decor on the ceiling was tight. However, the place was definitely not swanky, more of a warehouse/arthouse vibe. (aka black paint)
by Marcus D. on The Roxy was never a good time. We knew the bouncers here and we'd get in for free, but even that wasn't enough to convince me to go here on occasion. Girls from high school used to get in here w/fake ID and talk about it in school Monday morning, acting like they were on Club MTV. The dance floor was always frantic, filled with a bunch of guys on E sweating all over the place, even brushing against you and leaving a big sweat stain on that new disposable shirt from Diesel that you were never able to wear again. This was when that clubland horror known as "glow sticks" were big - and not just in Japan. The girls were always full of themselves - full of shit, I say. In keeping w/the grand tradition of nightclubs, it was safer to order a bottled beer because the mixed drunks were always more ice and mix than booze. We had a table one night and the VIP section was pathetic - not even a C list celebrity, just a bunch of wannabe, greasy looking gangsters from the North Shore and their plastic "dates." I knew two girls from Medford that teased their hair way up into the stratosphere and donned ridiculously shiny prom dresses they found at some sorry charity shop and wore evening gloves (people thought they looked foolish - I thought they so looked "the part.") They were the Sweeney sisters before anyone knew who THEY were. Now THAT was a memorable evening. I guess this place was alright when I was 19, 20 because you felt like you were getting over on somebody, but once you hit 23, 24, you are like, "get me the fuck out of this place." I'd rather sit in a fly-blown shack on Severe Beach - at least I know all the ass clowns in there.
by Lucius Renkes on Fun club, the line can get a little long but if you know any of the event planners (there are about 10 of them) then getting past the line shouldn't be a problem at all. The club is spacious with multiple rooms that range from hip hop, to top 40 with a "lounge" area that separates them. The outside patio is very spacious and tends to be more crowded than the actual main floor itself. This place is not picky when it comes to who can get in so be prepared for a huge mix of people good and bad. This club is more about the quantity of people than the quality.
