Keep Blazin’

Blaze is my primary club, has been now for roughly 2 years. This review covers mostly Fridays but one Saturday, from 1:30 to 5 pm. The lot blows, a mix of potholes and speed bumps so slow your ass down. Pat down from Ingram, the fantastic very fun but very strict door man, is solid. He’ll tell you everything you need to know if your new and make you feel welcome. No cover or parking at 1:30 pm when I got there.

Layout is unchanged. There are 2 levels. Upstairs there’s a bar to the left when you get in, pole near the bar and tables across from the pole. There are sections near those tables. A disaster of an ATM is also up there. There are sections next to the table. Past the sections are pool tables, more regular tables and the bathroom to the left. Cowboy, the elderly bathroom attendant doesn’t let the bathroom slip when he gets there around 3 pm, which is the time Blaze really starts to catch fire.

Downstairs is a dancer store, another bar, VIP to the right of the bar and pool tables, along with regular tables. The downstairs bathroom has no attendant and is gross almost all the time. Erika is a fast, chubby chocolate woman who’s tremendous behind the bar. Kesha is a cute light brown skinned ditz who’s slow and not improving. All the waitresses suck and are slow. I get Coke for 4 bucks and store brand waters for 6. Dancer drinks range from 5-15 dollars. (All these names are on the Blaze IG page. If the dancer/staff doesn’t names themselves in public or have a name plate like Ingram I won’t either. PM for details.)