by Heidi G. on
Wow. This is bad. The DNA lounge is a great, great place to go dancing on the right night. We like to support them in their plight against the crummy alcohol board, but the music is horrendous on Bootie night, and it draws lots of younger people who don't seem to care what they look like - meaning they are walking around with their bellies hanging out under their baby t-shirts or they're wearing a baseball hat and sneakers. Check out New Wave City instead! 1st Saturday of every month.
by Nicole T. on
4 stars... Several bars and rooms with different music. Very spacious. Not like other places where it gets so crowded, you'd wanna throw elbows. Because the venue requires more of an upscale attire, you can imagine that the crowd doesn't get as rowdy as they do in some more casual places. Temple draws all kinds of people...interesting people. Parking isn't too bad either. They have public parking around the corner for $$10 - $15. All in all, a decent place to go with your friends just to dance. We stayed in the "hiphop room" which had decent music. The thing is, I understand if the dj is trying to stick to the "hiphop" theme, but play something that you can dance to...not heavy beats you would only bob your head to as you drive. If you came with good company who are just there to dance, then you should have a good time.
by Mitch Gales on
It's one of those places I always envisioned to live up to its name...I mean, it's Harlot--and it's situated in SF, San Frisky if you will, city of sin and sensations. You expect Betty Page-esque bartenders, voluptuous female bodies to stare at, pin ups and thick rich wine poured into amber glasses. It is nothing like this. Went here as a date to a work-related event with my man, and I'm glad I didn't plan a night out here otherwise, on the weekend, let's say. Of all the reviews I've read, I can see where they're coming from. The door guy is a little brusque , as doormen should be, but come on, at 7pm on a Tuesday, how "tough" do you really have to be...I mean, those pinot wielding art lovers from the galleries down the street or the after work FiDi crowd gets realllllly tough when the ties come off I guess. A night of crazy carousing must be stopped at the entrance! One of the bartenders (the female) completed ignored me. The other ones were quite nice. I wanted to love the decor, but maybe they didn't pull out all the stops that night. Maybe bc you could still see 2 hands in front of your face that meant you could also see how bored the DJ was, how bland the furniture is, how unflattering the lighting is in certain corners and how bland the upstairs was. The photos of women splayed out on the floor tables looked like something out of an American Apparel ad, not Beauty Parade, as I had hoped. Maybe I'm not cool enough. Maybe I don't care enough. I'm a bigger harlot than Harlot will ever be.