Still-Let Down

As mentioned before this soon to be landfill has ample parking since nobody visits this place anymore. You walk into a stinky hallways, bathroom to your left which is so small and disgusting I never use it anymore. A chubby nasty Hispanic creature asks for ID and collects the first half of your $20 admission with an attitude. Can’t touch, text or vape according to her.

Once you’re in, there’s another nasty bitch to your right that collects the other half of your admission ($10) puts a wristband on you and gives you a room temperature water.

You then sit stage side in these bolted down chairs that don’t even work or feel good. Knees hit the stage if you’re an adult size human and little by little each trashy ghetto girl comes out. One worse than the other looks and personality wise. Fog machine is so thick I can’t imagine why calling isn’t allowed and the music is so loud and sound system so shot you can’t hear yourself think.