Owned by the same people as Sweaty Betty's, I had high hopes for this place. I loved it the moment I walked in; they have a great beer selection and the decor is stunning - they've done a great reno job to this place.
We walked to the back when we arrived and found a great table and enjoyed the Tom Waits playing. A little later the place started packing up and things went downhill when the music was switched to the jukebox.I am on record as loving bars with jukeboxes. This one, however, is far too ironic to be enjoyable.
What makes jukeboxes so great is that a good bar-owner can curate their collection to make it impossible for a patron to pick a bad song. At The Red Light, it felt like every other '45 seemed to be an joke pick. And every douchebag with a few drinks in him wanted to play Rappers Delight for the 6th time.
Do other jukeboxes have a limit on how often a song can be played? I have never heard the same song twice at the Communist's Daughter - which is exactly where we headed when we couldn't take listening to Funky Cold Medina again and again.