by Elle C. on
I wish it was possible to give this place zero stars. I came here back in February. It was SO GHETTO. We entered at street level, where they charged all of us $20, and when we got upstairs, they tried to charge us AGAIN, we tell them we already paid and the bouncer acted like he didn't now what was going on. Whatever. We get in, and coat check is closed (?). Fine, start loading up on drinks, and hit the dance floor. No guys on the dancefloor but they all sidelined and made a big Wall of China and creepily just stood there and watched. Was is this, Asian gang night? Every 30 minutes there was another outburst of teeny bopper drama fighting. Getting drinks was about the only thing that was great at this place. The bar people were friendly. It was like they were the only people working. Eventually we just had to leave. There is little to no management here.
by D C. on
I've only been to Rubulad once, but it was one of the bizarre nights of my life. In a good way, of course. Apparently the parties at Rubulad are often themed, and on that night it was "Make your own cult!" There were people dressed in robes, costume makeup, grey suits, oh- and a guy in a dolphin costume who passed sandwiches out amongst the crowd. In one room, an artist demonstrated his robotic percussion music and recited a performance piece. In another room, silent films were being played accompanied by mariachi music. Downstairs there was a DJ and all sorts of 80's dancing. Outside there was a fire eater. The decor is everything you'd imagine on a bad acid trip, but it's perfect for the environment. I say, go at least once. Take a bottle of booze and have the strangest night of your life.