by Rob D. on The strobe light almost masks the horror of most of the actual guests. I've gone to Tequila Rain and ended up at Tequila Rain (if you know what I mean). I have yet to really enjoy the place. They had a small monopoly on the Fenway dance scene which has made them a bit complacent. On any given night you'll rock out to top 40 mixed with 90's. You'll notice various revelers wearing full coats and knit caps looking more homeless than anything, and you'll pay too much to get in and drink. There are plenty of dance places in Boston, and if you are in the fenway area you shouldn't necessarily be needing to bust a move so head elsewhere to satisfy the dance craze!
by Kasey Ahluwalia on The decor is crazy-cool, the service is good, the atmosphere is trendy/casual, the food is good, and the price is right. For better context, I came here with 10 of my friends on the evening of our senior prom, which would be followed by bowling and lazer tag. We called it our "anti-prom." I planned it out and made a reservation for the whole crew to be seated in a pod. We ordered plenty of appetizers, split up entrees, no drinks because we were still under-aged, and we each only ended up paying around $20. No problem! The coolest thing about sitting in the pods (other than the privacy and the chance to relish in other people's pod envy) is that you can change the color of your pod's lighting. Pink? Green? How about blue? Or light blue? I've been to Pod on other occasions and the food has always been good. There's even an a la carte sushi conveyor belt bar. I just think it's refreshing for a Steven Starr restaurant to be so hip, yet cheap enough for teenagers-- and I bet we even spent less than those suckers who went to the prom!
by Emmitt Hanhan on What a joke. I had a horrible experience coming to this club for a private birthday party over this past summer. We waited outside for about 30 min, listening to a drill sergeant bouncer bark orders for guys to "move to the left. ladies move to the right." Of course, the unfriendly and intimidating staff made this clear every 5-10 minutes- if you suddenly drifted out of your designated line, you were reprimanded. By the time we actually got into the club, we endured a quite arduous security check- it was worse than JFK customs. The crowd was pretty lame- over dressed skanks with long nails and posers. The place was empty inside- one main bar at the center of the room with $1 cocktails between 8pm-11pm- obviously containing no alcohol, rude wait staff and pointless security guards, stupid DJ contests, and occupied beds (usually with overweight people passed out and puking).
