205 North Kings Highway
Myrtle Beach, SC 29577
Horry County
Phone: (843) 445-9693
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by L P. on They have good shows, but you'll wait in line to see 'em. Even if you bought ahead of time. You'll also pay if you plan to drink up and knock 'em back, while enjoying the show. Small space....but it's a good space and with big sound. Buy tickets ahead of time, and show up early. Go to the bar in the back on the first floor. Meet some of the performers later in this super intimate space. Be careful as you stumble home with all the other sketchies lurkin in the 'loin. Who can complain reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally. Right?
by Doug W. on Came here for the first time two weeks ago on the promise of awesome 80s dance partying. Already sporting a moderate buzz, I grabbed a drink from the friendly bartender (after choosing from a pretty nice draught selection) and took a seat along the wall on the booth seating. For two minutes. At which point they had to remove the cushions for the wall dancing area. Inconvenient at the time, all kinds of sweet later. Explanation to follow. As I've mentioned in previous reviews of Sanctuary and the Roxy, my dancing abilities are, shall we say, limited, and it takes a certain type of person to be able to appreciate them...namely someone who is fairly shitfaced and still accepts the sprinkler and the fish hook as acceptable components of a modern white male dancing repetoire. On this particular night, it took me a while to get warmed up, which may have had something to do with the fact that the first 20 minutes seemed conspicuously geared towards the feminine. Song selection followed by Doug W.'s thought bubbles. Dancing Queen? 'Okay, I can kinda fake along to this for a few minutes.' Dancing Queen followed by Girls Just Wanna Have Fun? 'Umm..anyone need another beer? I'm just gonna go get myself one...and then take a really long pee...' Dancing Queen and Girls Just Wanna Have Fun followed by Like A Virgin? 'Anyone know if they sell guns in this place?' Fortunately the DJ decided to segue into some Dexy's Midnight Runners shortly thereafter, and all was once again right with the world. While the "80's" playlist occasionally took a curious shift from decade to decade (I'm pretty sure Baby Bash and T-Pain's Cyclone wasn't sitting next to Rock You Like A Hurricane on the '84 Billboard charts), for the most part I was digging it all. Best part about the whole experience? The dancing crowd at the Phoenix is about as non-judgmental as they come. If I tried standing on the wall seats and executing the awkward white guy ankle grab move (don't act like you don't know which one i'm talking about) at a different place, Vinny from Revere working the door would probably try to coldcock me with his fake gold chain. But at the Phoenix? A move like that was alllllll good. So if you like your dancing the same way I like mine (sweaty, overcrowded, carefree, and in spaces that vaguely resemble my elementary school cafeteria), I'd recommend checking this place out. And if you see me there, give a holler. I'll be the guy falling off the stage while doing a shitty moonwalk to Billie Jean...
