Love country, love loud music and having few drinks. But this place sucks. Paid for bottle service and the chic with the key to open the $100 bottle of titos, they keep locked is NEVER there. When she is, shes mad cause she has to her job and just plain rude. Hardly any country music. When they were not play hip hop you got Taylor Swift. C'mon!!!
Security harasses one member of our party for being drunk because a bottle fell off the tiny table in the little area they cram you in for "private table bottle service", after some one bumped the Table that the staff allowed cups and bottles to accrue on all night dropped off by anyone who passed by our "private table". "Ohhhhh he must be drunk", no do your job you 5'5 "bouncer" wannabe and stop all the drunks from walking up trying to get a free shot from our bottle. And don't allow the tiny table accrue empty bottles. Instead of standing there try to act like a tough preppy, do you job. Not fooling anyone.
Entire security team couldn't intimidate a 12 year old. Consisted of saved by the bells Zack Morris (the manager), a smaller Chumlee looking guy and finally a skinny tweaker.
Overall Dirk, I expected more from you. Maybe when this place closer a real country bar will take it place.