Meh. Possibly Not Terrible, But Was When I was There.

This place was a little off the beaten path, but close enough to the main road for me to detour on my Tour of 8 Mile. This place has a pretty good grasp of branding, because if you look at their web presence you can’t really tell the place is a craphole. You could take the interior of this club and drop it into the middle of Alabama and it would fit in just fine. The place looked like a country bar, other than the skeleton in the back wearing an outfit that made it look like it got lost on the way to Mardi Gras. I’m not going to hate on the club, other than to say it was annoying the bartender was harassing me about buying an expensive drink when there were no girls dancing and only three dancers in the place.

Two were sitting with a regular at the end of the bar who looked like he might keel over at the sight of nekkid boobies. There was something redeeming about the visit aside from them finally putting a dancer on stage. The stage was gigantic, by the way. Seemed to take up most of the main floor, but it probably didn’t. Yasmin looked about 20 but said she was a little bit older. Enough of a difference for me to mention. Not the tightest body but pretty face. Actually enjoyed chatting with her. She told me she was sitting with the old guy when I first walked up, so in fairness I didn’t try to snag her. Said I might be back after checking out another club or two, and she told me to be careful since it wasn’t the best part of town. I’ll pass that advice on to you road warriors.