by Joy C. on The girls were pretty gorgeous here. You truly don't come here for the food. It's mainly for the entertainment. Beware though, the place is small and you do feel like you are packed in a sardine can. The space between tables are slim so don't step on each other's toes!
by Ima Sowards on I wish I could split this review. The Endup on reggae night gets 4 stars. The Endup on most nights gets no stars. I hate. Hate. HATE being asked to pay $20 for the privilege of existing in a space. Covers piss me off like none other. $15 is the max I will pay before getting ratty, and both times I've been I've had to pay $20. Urgh. We went for reggae night a few weeks ago and were the only white chicks in there. God I love reggae. God I love the men who love reggae. I danced for hours, had a blast, thoroughly enjoyed the smoking patio, could've stayed longer. The next weekend we went back, trying to recapture the awesome. Always a bad idea. It was the worst, WORST house music I've ever heard. All the dudes we gay and tweaked out, which would have been less disappointing were it not for the awesomeness of the week previous. The moral? Reggae night only for The Endup. Cause that's the only crowd I want to end up with at 5 am on a Sunday.
by today y. on weird experience. fast reverse to high school, not exactly the coolest of kid crowds. muting negative comments... ...enjoying the welded metal components and blown glass lights. ...enjoying the brick wall behind the band. laughing... a parade of oddness... 2 stars might be a bit rough, maybe not, it was interesting.
