Stopped in before concert on Sunday. Place is all interesting looking, got seated by a waiter who was so obviously stoned that it was amazing that he could walk, he really creeped us out. Went to use the restroom, which was bathed in a dreadful red neon lighting, why? I wanted to use a restroom where I could actually see what I was doing. Came back, paid heroin-boy our bill for our drinks, slammed them, and went somewhere else for dinner that was more normal and inviting.