Reviews

Decided to stop by after work on a Thursday evening. Pulled into the lot with the pink building. Walked in and sat at the bar which is a big square in the middle of the…

So I pulled up to the large pink building on off of route 130. Large parking lot had some cars in it but not full at all. As I walk in, it always takes a…

I was there on Wed night. It is off 130, next to a Honda dealer. If you are going north you have to make a U turn at the Honda dealer. If you are traveling…

Another nibbles and nips at the playhouse and another spectacular morning. Drove down in the AM and wanted to see who’d be on the docket. Parked near the back and walked in. Same old. Eyes…

I finally understand what the fuss is all about. Finding myself once again in the neighborhood and based upon my semi-successful trip the other day, I decided to give The Geriatric Handy Factory another go.…

Stopped by the Pink Palace on my way to better places. For those not familiar, it is a building so bright pink you can see it from the moon. The place is shabby but serviceable,…

Came to pink club Wednesday afternoon around 2PM. Decent sized parking lot and a safe area. As you enter, takes a little bit of time for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. Big round…

Playhouse is an enticing oasis along route 130 in Burlington. Everytime I visit during the day I forget how dark it is inside. During the day there is no cover but you need to buy…

I visited PH after a self-imposed hiatus. Actually stopped at Club Risqué Bristol first (see my review) and decided to hit PH since I didn’t get any dances at CR. I went to…

Stopped in on a Saturday afternoon. It was not very crowded as expected for a summer weekend. Sat at the bar. The petite, dark haired bartender took my $10 cover and brought me…

Found myself with a free Friday night so decided to make a run down to the pink palace . Had not been there later than 8 but figured give it a whirl . Arrived and…

I was on a trip, looked at the nearby options, and realized they were all about as exciting as watching paint dry. So, naturally, I drove an embarrassingly long distance to The Playhouse. I won’t…