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Don't get me wrong I'm no Beatles hater, but having to listen to 'Yellow Submarine' and 'I Wanna Hold Your Hand' sounded like less than party-hyphy-fun on a Friday night on my sister's Bachelorette weekend in Vegas. But boy, was I wrong!
The front of the lounge accommodated a mini "pre"-lounge complete with a full bar and humongous neon pink letters spelling 'Revolution' in which you could actually sit in, I nested on the 'o'. Very comfy. I was actually not aware of the real lounge till about 20 minutes after I arrived. When people started sifting in and out of a doorway to the left of the bar I started to think the party existed in there. I was right...so the rest of the dopey Bachelorette party I was with trudged through the doorway to discover a way bigger lounge with a way bigger full bar, a dance floor and a DJ.
When we got there at 10:30, the joint was not crowded, but it was packed by 11pm. The walls projected images of walking, silhouetted hands with faces traipsing about the club amongst cartoon flowers and trippy, spinning swirls. Go-go dancers in skin baring ultra-minis and bikini tops danced on the table and bar tops. The music was very good; mixing in a huge serving of modern hits, several tablespoons of Michael Jackson, a shot of Soft Cell (...tainted love...), a wisp of Journey and half a dash of Beatles songs.
The drinks were a bit weak and smiley cocktail waitresses kept hocking these sugary-sweet lemon drop shots that were pretty worthless with alcohol content - but they were free so my gratitude keeps me from griping too much. All in all, I loved the diverse, laid back crowd and the hybrid club-lounge vibe.
The next time I'm Vegas, even if they're not offering free drinks, I'm there...because this place is groovy, baby! (Trite, I know, but I couldn't help myself.)
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