by Sarah Z. on Disclaimer: I was here for a private party, so I can't comment on the lines, bouncers, or clientele. Therefore, I felt it was only fair to base my rating on the drinks, music, and atmosphere. When I arrived with my group, we were ushered into the basement, which was basically empty. I was seriously disappointed. It's a cement basement with a bar and a bathroom. Oh, and some couches. #wtf #lame Soon after, we ventured back up to the ground floor, which was a much more happening place (with actual decor), but no one seemed to be dancing, so we decided to explore the third floor. And just like Goldilocks' porridge, the third floor was just right. This was clearly where all the young people were, they were playing our music, and the bar was busy but not packed. The decor on the third floor is more "club" than the other floors, but to be honest, I don't remember much about the third floor besides the dance floor. After everyone got a few drinks in them, the dancing got underway and it didn't stop until closing time. As for drinks, I didn't pay for any of them so I have no idea how much they were, but they were strong enough to get me good and drunk, so props to them for not skimping on the booze.
by Sean S. on Gosh you rateclubers are so damn hard on this place! Good things first... it is certainly true, this place has a PHENOMENAL sound system, truely first rate. Really really rocking the house down. Off the hook! DJ dan was great, and I'm really glad I got to go. Now to speak to the down side, yes there is a lot of B&T riff-raff, but you know it didn't seem like anyone was bothering anyone. People seemed to get along, although I'll admit their style left a lot to be desired. But there were enough burners and weirdos to make up for it. Bouncers were decidedly polite even. I guess I'm too used to the bs experienced at these type clubs in nyc... The Marquee's and Webster Hall's of the world... What else... drinks? Well I could taste the liquor, so I don't think they were watered down, and at $10, what you might expect at these overdone clubs... so fine. Dancing girls, you know their outfits were kinda gaudy, in a very Jersey kinda way, but they were sexy, and gyrating like a brazillian mama, so I wasn't complaining really... What can I complain about? Bouncers trying to take my drink. Now that is just weird, bizarre, inappropriate, and otherwise NOT GONNA HAPPEN. Now San Francisco I know you have some strange ways, and I know you guys like to shutdown the drinking early. But let me let you in on a little suggestion. In New York we have what's called "last call at the bar". You make last call, and people know in advance that they will not be able to drink anymore in 30 minutes. We don't go around at the last second before the hour strikes, and try to muscle people's drinks out of their hand. And for god sakes if you are going to do something so stupid like that, why not put a sign up upon entrance... a warning ... cause it was not just the one new york out of towner that was confused and guzzling his last drop of drink, I saw other people going through the same thing all around the club. Duh!!
by Kirby Granillo on It's The Kong, and that sums it up. One loony night we ordered a bottle of champagne and danced around it by ourselves in a corner, but generally, you glug down a scorpion bowl, briefly throw the included plastic animals and nearby unaware geeks scanning the room for "laaaadiez," and then break out all those music video moves you usually save for the privacy of your own room in the middle of the floor. It's The Kong, baby. The Kong!
