by Jason M. on I find this place to be extremely unique and really a good time for a first or second time visitor. I don't see myself spending night after night here as the crowd really isn't my cup of tea and the drinks are a bit pricey. Plus, it gets kind of cold at night out on the water and I don't want to be wearing a jacket around in the summer time. That being said, I'd suggest that everyone try this place out for a happy hour on a Wed, Thurs, or Fri. The sunset on the Hudson is really beautiful and the whole place offers a really transporting experience.
by Darrick Mcgwin on Why am I currently losing valuable sleep on a school night writing this review? Because if I weren't you'd be missing out on me telling you why you should cancel your plans for Saturday and go to Bootie instead. Now, I don't know if you know me, but let me clue you in: I love to shake it. My friends have even developed a rating system by which they can tell how fun/drunk/sweaty my night is based on my, umm, moves. Stage one: hand in the air, waiving it like I just don't care. Usually occurs between 9-10pm, 1-2 drinks, minimal perspiration. Stage two: Hand behind the head, elbow out, hips really starting to gyrate and "groove" (can I say that?). 10-11pm, 3-5 drinks, still only minor cardio activity. Stage three is where it's at: Hand behind the head, elbow out, and head buried in my bicep like I was making love to it. Hips swaggering, thrusting, jerking (remember Elaine?). 11pm+, 5+ drinks, it's gonna be a fun night. It's best to stand back if you see me at this stage, because if you're within 10 feet, chances are I'm probably on you. Like, actually on you in ways you never thought possible while still having your clothes on. All that to say that when I step foot across the threshold of this mecca of dance, there's some sort of overpowering force from above that immediately directs me to stage three. No warning; step back. I'm probably already on you before we get inside. The music is great. Mash ups like you've never heard (and won't hear anywhere else), live music, the works. I haven't been to any place in San Francisco where every district in the city is represented in the clientele. You'll definitely find "your type" here, no matter who it is. No one cares who you are, or how "down" you want to get on the dance floor. In sum, I'd rather go eat a burrito than wait in a line or pay a cover, but Bootie is my exception.
