by jessica b. on I LOVE going here and probably should go more. I've been to DNA a few times, usually for a special event so I might not be the best reviewer for this place. 1. BOOTIE. This is probably the most fun thing anyone with dancing ability could possibly go to. It the most fun I've had whenever I go there for this. They have a live mash-up cover band that seriously kicks some ass. This is an event everyone can agree on, i mean who could resist britney mixed with NIN? No one. 2. B-boy breakdancing competition. This past weekend we went to see some major dancing. It was amazing. The set up of DNA was perfect for this. It was a great crowd of people and amazing to watch all of the talented dancers. The girls rocked it. I wish I was a b-boy. The only bad thing is trying to catch a cab around here, its worth driving or calling a cab ahead of time. Also hit up Basil Canteen around the corner if you have the chance.
by Sal P. on Was wondering out in the Village one (I think it was) Sunday night. All I wanted was to sit, have a few drinks and enjoy the gift that is live music. We passed the door of the Back Fence, and alas I hear music. My cousin and I meandered on it. Place was pretty much empty, save for a couple dudes at the bar and some college kids sipping their beers at a table. So we grabbed a seat towards the front and checked out the artist. My cousin and I are both musicians so we tend to analyze this stuff probably a little too much. Have to say tho, we were both impressed by the girl playing. At one point one of the fairly naive college girls yelled out "play Layla," to which she was answered with "No." The girl onstage then started playing a Jewel cover and the college girls said "oh I love this song!" And the girl playing replied rather smugly "I thought you would." Good stuff. Haven't had a chance to head back, but if this random visit is indicative of the talent they have there, then go! You can thank me later.
by Eryn Oder on Ok, this one is tough. So much potential here but the bad just wins over the good at this spot, so here we go.... First of all, servers and staff? Your snobbery is at a 12, it needs to come down to about a 2. Second, man at the door? Robocop called, he wants his identity back. Third, woman who waited on us? The guy next to me is a friend, not a boyfriend and since you never know who is flipping your bill and/or influencing your tip, be more careful with the blatant bitchiness next time. Ok, so we end up at this bar after our first choice didn't pan out. Upon arrival, I was intrigued ... after all, it had everything that I like - a big bar w/ lots of scotch, clean lines, decor in three colors or less, casual people who appear to have grown-up jobs yet aren't flaunting, high ceilings, spacious and not crowded, hell - even the huge pic of the naked chick on the wall was intriguing (yet, maybe she could use a little waxing or paint touch-up or something). As the night went on, some sort of bizarre mix between young (maybe just out of college) boys and old cougar-ish women (both trying way too hard ... and failing) began to pack the place. Luckily, my group had a fabulous lounge area in which we were able to just sit back with our drinks and watch the train-wrecking around us. What is my point here ... I had a great time but that was because my friends are hilarious and we could have a fab time at a funeral but between the over-bitchy server (who I almost engaged in a small throw-down, p.s.), the "try too hard like we are clubbing in Vegas for the-first time" crowd and the "nobody gets in without my approval" leather-bound guy at the door... I had to send the warning ... just say no.
