EPIQ FAIL.... unless you're a twenty something punk that is. I know I'm bitter about getting older and not being able to dance, but even if I was a clueless dance crazed tween I'd never set foot in this wanna-be disco extacy fest. Forget about getting a drink, a seat, or the possibility of ever talking to someone. This is where you go on drugs to dance with other drugged out douche bags. I much preferred PCL, even though those days have long passed me by... To be fair I gave it three stars because half the problem is obviously me.