1319 Marshall Street Northeast
Minneapolis, MN 55413
Hennepin County
Phone: (612) 378-2118
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by Dane Awender on The Park is a sprawling restaurant/bar/club that I never want to go to. However, I seem to end up there quite often. It's a place where the ladies get to dance, the guys get to creep on the ladies, and due to its size, there is never really that much trouble getting in. On my last venture, I arrived late to the party at around 1 am on a Friday. I wandered around looking for my friends. The entire, enormous downstairs area was sparsely populated. The upstairs bar looked and sounded packed; I thought to myself, I hope they aren't upstairs. My text: Where are you? Hers: Upstairs. So I trudged wearily up the steps, waited at the bar to buy some liquid tolerance (it was $42 for two well drinks and two tequila shots, which could be worse, but could also be much better), and pushed my way through the crowd to a table in the back. Once there, I did have a good time. But is it just me? It makes no sense to squeeze through the crowded, sweaty mass of people to hang out near the insanely busy bar where I need to wait for drinks and can't hear myself think, when there is a perfectly good bar downstairs with no one waiting and places to sit. Am I crazy? Or...Oh, right. I'm an old man now.
by Joseph Pallant on This is a very chill spot that is totally popping on a Wednesday night. So like if your having a bad week at work and need to blow it off then Wednesday is the day to go. Always filled with funky art, one room really dancing hard and the other slightly quieter to drink in. The venue is just great as is the music usually. Plus total SF hipsters always flock there.
by Jennifer C. on Wow this club literally sucks. I went there last night, getting in early, and there was no one dancing. Once people started dancing the guys just stood there staring. How awkward. I have one major complaint about this damn place... THE MUSIC SUCKS. I don't think I can rock to Banana Republic music on a Friday night in Hollywood. 2 fobby looking Chinese guys with faux hawks playing with their apple computers, did not get me in the mood to burn some calories. I don't know if it's just me, or do all Asian filled club guys look like gangsters? Maybe gangsters who are dressed up, because their face looks like its been cut up by a butch knife many times. Freakin gross. Luckily, a crazy bitch fight broke out on the dance floor giving me some entertainment at the club. The girl dropped a sh*tload of cash, and I happened to pick up $30. So basically, I got paid to come to this dump of a club. Won't be going back!
