by Nick W. on
Simply put. DO NOT GO HERE! The place inside is ok, very different setup, but the fact of the matter is this. You HAVE to LOOK a certain way and you have to KNOW someone. It was our friend's birthday, and she wanted to go here. This is not some exclusive great place. The bouncers were a bunch of effing assholes. EVERYONE working at the place with the exception of our bartender, was an asshole. The crowd is whatever...I honestly did not see anyone attractive outside of our group sadly. OLD PEOPLE are in the club, trying to talk to our group, I was the only guy with these chicks and it was honestly kind of annoying with these perverted old guys tryna talk to em. There is nothing special about the music. The DJ is pretty whack honestly, transitions did not fit at all with what was going on. Went from some dope Motown artists to...uh...Taylor Swift? WTF this is a club not a high school prom. Drinks are all 10+ which is a bummer, but the bartender was a nice guy and hooked up the drinks so they were pretty strong (probably due to the 7 girls and me the one guy.) Table service is pretty lame, you will have TONS of people in your area so do not waste your time. In conclusion, go somewhere for better service and not have to stand in line for nothing. It is not exciting, the people are not that great. The attire is all out of whack. Do not give them your choice when you go out to party. PLENTY of places elsewhere in the city, with better service, crowd, bouncers, and MUSIC!!!
by Aron Widell on
I was briefly introduced to the owner of this bar, Susan Bird, when she called, asking me to sell her a pair of speakers for her night club. I explained to her what I had to offer, and, as an accommodation to her, I volunteered to drive the speakers to her from Atlanta. When I arrived, Ms. Bird had inadequate equipment to make use of the speakers. Namely, she had no speaker wire. She had never asked me to supply her with wire, and I had never offered to sell her any. Apparently, she assumed that I would bring some, because she had nothing on hand and she didn't seem to be familiar enough with her own equipment to know that she would need some. Because she seemed to be under a time crunch, I offered I offered to find a Radio Shack and procure some proper speaker wire for her. I'm a helper. Instead of accepting, Ms. Bird rudely rebuked me about bringing her something she couldn't use, when, in fact, I had brought her exactly what she asked for. Without further warning, Ms. Bird stormed out of the bar, dropped one of my speakers in my car, and then left in her Jeep. I was unpaid and not thanked for my efforts. I was flabbergasted at how rude and unprofessional she was, and at how disorganized her club seemed to be. In all, she wasted about an hour and a half of my time with this ordeal. Anyway, she currently has only one speaker in her dance club. If you want to attend a crappy nightclub with one speaker and a rude, self-centered flake for an owner, this is your place.