2340 New Haven Road
Bardstown, KY 40004
Nelson County
Phone: (502) 348-2563
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by David C. on Did I mention that I hate clubs? I hate how clubs are like little amusement parks to get in with their little roped lines and such. Lucky for me, I usually have my cronies working the door so I can cruise through the lines, but it still sucks. I feel like I'm in jr. high school and I just cut the lunch line. This is a huge club. I think they have at least two floors and everybody has got their club face on (you know the one that's expressionless because they're so cool). And the girls are begging to be talked to, just to deny us brothas. What a hoax! Anywho, the best part of this club are the go go dancers. I've never seen an ugly one dance here and I like how they coordinate colors. Usually, a white one and a yellow one (go go dancer) up on the poles dancing. I love seeing those two little dimples above the butt when they be rolling 'em hips. Oooh la la. Daddy like. But, did I mention I hate clubs. And therefore, I give this joint a 1 star for maturity level for being a typical biased club letting insiders in. And a 1 star for all the phonies that roll through. But a 2 star for their diversity program. I love the dancers.
by Karin Brome on I really like this place! It is a bit of a hike from the Bart station in 4 inch stilettos but once you get there, and then go up all the stairs, it's worth it when you see the view. There is a $10 cover, but there is also free coat check. My two best friends and I love shakin' it down at the Starlight room and we hear that the time to go is on Wednesday nights (random). There seems to be a lot of Persians/Lebanese guys (which satisfies my slight fixation). However, Marie and I were shakin' it down a little tooo much and some how, my room key that was intricately placed in my wristlet fell out. When we came back to Berkeley at 4am, I saw that we did not have the room key. In this event, one has to page the resident assistant on duty when one is locked out. However, that RA was ME!!! After realizing how screwed we are, we called everyone we knew, but no one answered because they thought it was just another drunk dial (damn the boy who cried wolf). Finally, our friend Jeff answered and we crashed at his place until the office opened and I could get a lock-out key and become a responsible RA again. It was my last week on the job but no excuses!!
