A seemingly destitute lounge in the naked city part of the Las Vegas strip. Right in the middle of old downtown Vegas and the new fangled VIP laden strip. Dino's might as well be named after every ones favorite stone age prehistoric pet. It has been around for ages. A true whino's bar that has a karaoke following with the younger generation of hipsters and wannabe indy-mod-sters alike. No frills dive bar with a unique indiscernible charm that can only be predicated that, someone cool might have worked here, long ago. As for myself I have yet to find Dinos to fit my tastes.
The drinks are cheap. The bartenders are really great! The location is cool in an edgy kind of way. It's dark in there, which is a plus. These things I do like. It's just the mixture of lens-less frame glasses adorning skrillex hair cut patrons in "Members Only" jackets along with the senior citizen thick bi-focal framed glasses adorning comb-over hair patrons wearing "Members Only" jackets just doesn't vibe with me well.
The one thing that could save this bar for me would be the musical choices. Unfortunately unless you are a karaoke celebrity there really isn't a musical theme to be had. I can dig a shitty bar if it plays punk rock or an old bar if it is vintage themed. One thing that I can't do is enjoy a cold drink if I am not certain whether I will be raising glasses to Engelbert Humperdink, Slipknot or The Eagles [shudder] next.
Alas' there is a strong following for this sacred bar and I will not over throw the fact that it is a decent place to meet with friends before adventuring on down either to the north to Freemont street or south to the strip.