We hopped into a cab from the Mirage to start at this end of the Strip. Whiskey sodas for him, whiskey on the rocks for me. I did end up falling on my butt because of some water on the wooden floor - that hurt and I still have the bruises and wounds on my feet - but they were good about it. The music is country, of course. There are two bars on two levels, with giant projection screens. Good place.