by Junita Kisiel on PROLOGUE: Listen, I know some people dig this place, so bear in mind with my review, I just don't belong here. I'm not a skinny jean-wearing, bike-riding Central Squarian. I'm a chino-wearing, showering Bostonian. Ok kids, this space is just weird. It's a not terribly big room with couches awkwardly placed in the back and a "stage" which is really just the area across from the couches, next to the DJ booth, huddled in the corner with a single house plant lonely sitting on the nook above the booth. The people are an interesting crowd; I can never place them. Everyone just seems like they're trying to be the epitome of Central instead of just being themselves. I would NEVER wait in the line that always forms on the weekends to get into this place, which is packed to the brim. Sounds terrible to me. I have seen some really cool groups play here, but both times it was on a Monday, so it wasn't too crowded and we could enjoy ourselves.
by Juan Gomaz on open at 6am, this bar represents for the true alcoholics. it caters to sports fans, and you can guarantee that you will see football games on all their tv's on sundays. they have a good jukebox with new and old tunes. contribute to the pot, and try their ongoing dice game.
by Nicholas E. on This is the perfect club for my little brother. Only problem is the only club that lets my little brother in is the JCC. For serious: did Bobby Trendy just roll up with a truckload of flannel and FTC hats? Supposedly it's palletable on weekdays. Only time and patience will tell. I'm gonna click dj because technically there was a dj. He had a macbook. My little brother also has a macbook.
