Pretty Girls, But Not My Cup of Tea

This club has some nice eye-candy, but I can’t recommend it. It’s ridiculously overpriced and Nashville’s crazy no-touch and no alcohol rules makes for a weird vibe.

I arrived a little after11:00 p.m. on a Thursday. The club is in a nice, modern looking building about a mile from downtown Nashville. It’s big and upscale looking, with a large fenced parking lot. I Ubered over from the downtown area so I don’t know if there is a parking charge. There was a guy standing outside on the sidewalk dressed in a white shirt, black pants, and cowboy hat who advised me that the cover was $20 and that there was no alcohol sold in the club, although BYOB was allowed. I already knew this from reading reviews. I walked on down the covered sidewalk to the front door, paid my $20 to the cute door girl, and went inside.

The interior is also nice and upscale looking. The main club area is a big rectangle, the short sides being the entrance wall and the far wall. Immediately to the right as you enter is small bar with no seats. Past the bar are two, connected semi-circular stages projecting from the right wall, kind of like a giant bra sticking out of the wall. Immediately to the left is the restroom, and along the left wall is a row of room with couches, with curtains drawn back at the entrance to each room. A sign over each door said “Theater Room.” I was told this is where the lap dances take place, but I never saw anyone go in. All the way to the back is the dressing room area and, I believe, the ladies restroom. Small tables with chairs surround each stage and are scattered the length of the room between the “Theater Rooms” and the two stages.