Once Great, Now Mediocre - Think Emmitt Smith On The Cards.

Hi-Liter, a Phoenix institution. Between Camelback and Highland. Want to buy a car and get a lapdance? This is the neighborhood for you.

Bar on the right as the enter, main stage straight ahead, smaller, stage on the left (said many times because it is true - this place is too small for that addition and is rarely ever used when I've visited). Dancers do two-song sets, even when there are plenty of them. An annoying policy as it takes longer to analyze the talent, but it also keeps you hear longer.

Bought a soda for $4, tipped the server $3, and waited for the talent to stroll on past me.