342 North Main Street
Hendersonville, NC 28792
Henderson County
Phone: (828) 692-8808
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by Ocie Fendrick on Fresh squeezed juices, Great Bartenders, Surf Videos, Great DJs, Did I say fresh squeezed juices? Yes. A definite must stop in SF, and a must stumble out of.
by rebecca s. on I used to go to this place religiously. But ONLY during the times it was FREE. I wouldn't pay to get in this dump with YOUR money. First, they never, ever open on time. If they say 10:00 they make you wait on line until 10:30, snow, sleet, rain or hail. Also, they use the oldest club trick in the world...the place can be empty and they will make patrons stand outside while they let 2 or 3, maximum 4 people in at a snail's pace so that folks driving by will think this is the hot spot to be in. The manager and owner's baby momma, Jodi (fake-ass Barbie) stands outside like a golden retriever guard dog scowling at patrons and telling her gorilla insecurity guards who not to let in. She's rude and unpleasant and if it weren't for the great djs Godfrey and Kevin her joint would be empty most nights. They have a double standard when it comes to dress codes. No jeans or sneakers on men unless you've got an extra $20 to throw away. They say no smoking...but the reggae room and upstairs lounge are marijuana central. Unescorted ladies beware, the vultures start ascending around 3-4 am and wait for you outside. They're disguised as sheep, but they're really wolves. More than a few females have been assaulted leaving this dive. And speaking of the reggae room, the pervs use the low lights and compactness of the room to grope women to their advantage. I cannot tell you how many guys I've had to smack in this joint. Overall, I'd say unless you stay on the main dance floor where there is great visibility; this is not the place for you. The crowd is mostly black, but then again so am I. It can get a little rowdy...but so can I. But I also have drinking limits, class and decorum which alas most of the folks here do not.
by Ali Wertheimer on Alright, now this place was an adventure itself. Coming back to the Bay Area me and a friend of mine (let's call him Faux Hawk) decided to hang out at this particular spot. I never been here but in his words "This place gets it crackin'." With words of encouragement and persuasion like that, who am I as a single college student not willing to check this place out. Situated in the "not so tender" Tenderloin District of S.F. it is conveniently located right next to a Chinese K.T.V. bar (Strippers and Karaoke for an after party?) We went past the place a few times, because we didn't realize it was it, seeing as there was no sign adorn on the entrance. This crackhead kept rambling on and on about belonging to the club, to the promoters and bouncers outside. Until he noticed my crotch zipper out in the field...kind of awkward having a crackhead check out my crotch rocket rather than his crackpipe. We finally got in, the entrance was $10.00 and the bouncers, didn't give us a hard time so it was fine. I believe it was about 9:30pm when we first stepped through the doors. A bit early if you ask me, but that traffic to S.F. is no joke coming from the city once, you hit 10pm. As we awaited for more guests, we decided to get some drinks. Which the following was ordered from two different bartenders: Bartender #1: 2 Long Island Iced Teas 2 Silverbacks Bartender #2 4 Long Island Iced Teas 2 Silverbacks 2 Jager Bombs So after the set amount of drinks, already being worked upon by our abused livers. Within a surprising time span...it was magically 11:20pm and boy did it get packed after finishing our second set of drinks. We scope out the area, to see if any notable eye candy was around...and sure enough there were a few. Diversity, is a plus because you can get your picks of what S.F. has to offer. The photographer took a few pics and well they ended up on a local club/bar site that many Bay Area natives might be familiar with. So after snapping a shot with the photographer and my friend. We finally set the stage, and like the encouraging wingman I am, decided to have a good time with two random chicks, whose names allude me in the moment. Spending an ample amount of time, and seeing the horrible attempts of other guys trying to intercept aka cockblock. The fun and games had to be over, and the ladies had to make a departure. Whereas my friend and I, enjoyed the rest of the night making references to pop culture idol look-a-likes in the bar. I also almost got into a fistfight, with some guy randomly shoving me backward, which brought attention to one of the bouncers, before I can do anything about it. I relaxed and kept it moving. This brought down my experience, minus one star. With the second star lacking, because of the overall swordfest, that accumulated in the club at the time. Nevertheless, good job Suite 181 hopefully my experience with you guys will be better in the future.
