by Jezzie X. on I've heard so much about marquee so was excited to check it out but maybe I came on an off night because the music was so-so and it was so crowded with so many sleazy characters that I decided to jet after only half an hour there. The drinks were mad expensive too!! Upstairs was a hot mess. There was no room to even move, let alone dance. I hate massively crowded places that are crowded for no good reasons, i.e. celebrities, cheap drinks, good looking people or good music. I'm bored, and I'm moving onnnn.
by Sterling Satava on My very, very first impression of El Rio was "They have karaoke??". Then the person with long, blond hair carrying the Cooter cake, (Amy R.), zipped around and said "We're in the wrong bar!". I continued to follow long-haired-blondie to the real El Rio, next door. Once inside the real El Rio I said "hey" to Chris S. who I hadn't seen since Ween (he looked exactly the same), bear hugged Cooter, molested and smoked out Adrienne, philosophized with Cooter's gay boss Michael, found out the true identity of JAAPIE, met Jason K- resident Rateclub event photog, confiscated googly eyes from Neil, ordered a couple cranberry vodkas, shared wake n bake lemon bars with those who shall remain nameless and Karen K, high fived Suzanne, laughed until I couldn't breathe in the bathroom with Yo Adrienne, bitched about the powder soap in the bathroom with Yo Adrienne, watched Yo Adrienne steal the sign that read "Please Be Gentle With Our Antique Toilets".............. and ultimately and sadly got lost in the bar next door for over an hour, thinking I was at El Rio. The outside area is rad, almost as cool as End Up's outdoor lounge but with no waterfall or crackling fire. (hint hint) Final thoughts on El Rio: Kinda far from my house but loves it! Au revoir, Cooterz of love = (
