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| - So many things wrong with this place, let's start with what you experience when you enter the club. One of the first things you'll notice will be a group of security guards standing around bs'ing with each other. That's pretty much all you'll see them do, however on occassion, they'll hit on some of the female customers, or even have the audacity to ask people for drugs (I'm not even kidding, I saw this happen SEVERAL times...and it was not to "bust" anyone, it was clearly for their personal consumption). The worst part is when they choose to get aggressive with a customer and drag them out to the street where they continue their assault until the Tempe PD show up and take over. Now don't get me wrong, I want security to handle unruly patrons when it's necessary, but these guys are so bored out of their minds that I'd venture an estimate that 75% of the time, their actions are completely unwarranted. Plain and simple, neither myself nor my friends felt even remotely safe. The line moves slowly, but once you get inside you can see that this place hasn't been properly cleaned in years. Check out the inch of filth on the drumset at the top of the stairs. Disgusting. The decor is equally gross, from the holes in the walls, to the horrible paintings, to the lack of any baseboards or trim at the bottom of the walls. Bathrooms are vile, of course I've only been in the men's room, but they usually have at least one urinal that's "out of service", they never have any paper towels, you're lucky if one of the dispensers has any soap in it, and there's usually a bathroom attendant burning some nasty incense to try and mask the stench. Back in the main room, the bartenders are average, clearly any females there are hired more for their bra size than their ability to do their job. The only highlight behind the bar is a guy named Kenny, dude was hilarious and the only employee with a smile on his face (how anyone could remain positive working in this environment is beyond me). The cocktail server we had in the VIP overcharged us for a bottle, and my friend thinks that she swiped a hundred dollar bill from his pocket while she was groping him in an attempt to get a bigger tip. The DJ was some clown from 101.5 with an overblown ego, and was probably largely responsible for the predominantly ghetto crowd on the weekends. Soundsystem was a joke, you could hear the blown speakers rattling in the cabinets, and the jackass in the utility belt on a power trip who was "running" it clearly has no clue what he's doing. I couldn't tell if this dork was their sound guy, a security guard, or a janitor since he seemed to be doing all three, the whole time making sure to be rude to customers and displaying a terrible attitude problem. Any positive reviews on this place were clearly written by people who work for the venue, do yourself, your friends, and your wallet a favor, AVOID THIS DUMP LIKE THE PLAGUE!
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