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| - I went to Martini Ranch this last Sunday (2/17/13) with a group of 5 people to see one of our favorite bands, Wallpaper. I was so excited that the crowd was not big, and now I see why. We arrived a little late as we were not all too interested in seeing the opening acts, but came in half way through the set of the band Bro Con Chill. They had the club divided between 18+ and 21+. We had a couple in our group that are 21+ but they could go around, get drinks and then return to us, which was fine. The show was great, the venue....not so much.
As a woman, in order to use the restroom one must ask for a chaperon on staff to direct you to outside in back of the club to be met by another chaperon to direct you even further back. Weird, but whatever. I stepped outside to smoke and was pestered by a young bouncer who was not only creepy but seemed emotionally unstable as he started to divulge how two of his friends had died just that week. He told me to call him 'Chilli, sweetie' and although I was put-off by how odd and un-professional he was in his workplace I was happy to move past and enjoy the show. The smell of urine crept in from the men's restroom placed right next to the front of the stage. The stench was so unfortunately palpable that one other show-goer excused herself from her friends to close the door, After their set, Wallpaper exclaimed that they would be signing merch and meeting fans once they struck their gear. As quickly as they exited Chili popped up and kicked my friends and I out explaining that it is now only 21+. We reminded him that at 10:10 we still had a good 20 minutes to meet the band we all paid to see (some of us bought several drinks), as they had posted they would NOT make this division until 10:30 to which Chili replied 'Sorry, I just want to go home'.
I can assure you, unless Wallpaper makes the awful decision to come back to this venue we will not be back until some serious changes happen.
I thought dive bars were supposed to be fun?
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