2196 Nolensville Pike
Nashville, TN 37211
Davidson County
Phone: (615) 255-3552
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by Marti Zega on Definitely not the greatest place in the world but it saved me from the Vanguard tonight which merits a temporary 3. I will certainly come back, and those 3 stars could certainly fluctuate in either direction depending on that impeding visit.
by Tiffanie Rykiel on The Velvet Margarita Cantina was the first place I was dying to visit when I moved to Hollywood. Cahuenga in itself is a magical place, if you learn toward the dark arts. I have always been partial to Mexican folk art, el Dia De Los Muertos, and velvet in all forms, so I figured THIS was the place to be. In a very short span, the VMC became my second home. Although a newbie to Hollywood could become quite intimidated by a doorman (no cover) and the closed brushed metal exterior door of the VMC, I can assure you that the reason is that you will be stepping inside another world. Dancing marionette mariachis, mirrored mosaics, deep red wallpaper and blue velvet booths in the dining area. A huge "El Borracho" floor tile leading to the inside bar, bathroom floors tiled with Loteria cards, and black velvet paintings of Sid Vicious and David Bowie illuminated by candlelight in the hallway that leads to the back patio. A mariachi version of "Hotel California" in espanol and two movie screens with simultaneous showings of "El Mariachi" and "Jailhouse Rock" dance overhead. These are only a handful of the sights and sounds that will dazzle you, and become increasingly romantic as your vision gets fuzzy. The Velvet Margarita is a jack of all trades. You can be living inside Dr. Gonzo's mind in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, without the drugs. There is a large dining room with a menu that includes amazing bean dip and tri-color tortilla chips, huge Tostada salads, and turkey empanadas (my personal favorite) to go with two full bars of every kind of booze. For dessert try the caramel apple empanadas. There is a menu of only margaritas with names like "Blue Velvet" or "Pink Puta", and some are served in a cored pineapple or coconut using only the finest in tequilas. The amazingly down-to-earth owners Big Daddy and Ava would have it no other way. Want to get your groove on? There is a large back patio with plenty of room to get down, sometimes with it's own Big Daddy as a Rock and Roll Wednesday's DJ. You can smoke 'em if you've got 'em too, as you will be outside. Even spot a celebrity (or four) in the upstairs VIP lounge, completely mirrored with seating in white leather. But the most fantastic thing about having a place to go to which can be the equivalent of a never-ending version Mr. Toad's Wild Ride if you so desire, is the amazing qualities of the VMC owners and staff. They have become not only my friends, but my Hollywood family. After being graciously greeted by one of the nicest men alive, Leo, you can watch bartender Craig spin bottles in the front bar, share a smoke side by side with Big Daddy over a game of Trivial Pursuit (you will never beat him), be served dinner by the charming Alejandro or the hilarious wild card Jeremy, laugh all night with bartender Adrian in the back patio, or learn about the haunted history of Hollywood out front with Chino. Or maybe you could meet someone who could be your lifetime (or one night) amor. Upon reaching the intimidating brushed silver metal door of the VMC, (in your collared shirt and dress-shoes, guys) you will be asked a question: Are you here for dinner or just drinks? In my personal opinion, it should be revised to: Are you here for dinner, drinks, or just the time of your life?
by Angela H. on My first official night clubbing in the city! We came here last night for my friend's 22nd birthday. There was a stupid guest list, but since we had a group of 6 girls and 1 guy, we managed to all get in by the birthday girl playing the "but it's my birthday!" card, and the "but it's my birthday, and it's only my brother!" card. =) Good thing we got her a little tipsy before we left the house. She even had the sad little puppy eyes and tilted head thing going. It was awesome. it's a pretty small place with a second floor. We got there around 11 and it was pretty bustling. Our bartender broke a glass on the counter and my friend cut her finger, but oh well I guess (she could've given us a free drink though). We basically danced and drank the night away. By 1am the dancefloor was pretty packed. We all had a blast, the music was good (but my hiphop-loving friends said the mix was okay), BUT the crowd was not pretty. Most of the guys were dorky looking losers or looked like non-good-looking Marina douchebags. But I guess once you've reached a level of drunkenness, everybody looks fine...all my girl friends danced with (and one made out with) some pretty fugly looking guy(s). Lucky night for them I guess. Oh well! Fun place for clubbing if you like smaller intimate dancefloors. Don't go with guys. EVER.
