Polly Esthers   

I almost lost it when I walked into this joint. The smell of urine mixed with throw up added to the overall ambiance of this place. I just wanted to get on the floor and shake my good stuff but I couldn't do it without some skanky-ho all up in my grill. I just wanted to do the sprinkler when some bouncer tried to bounce me out for wearing a Chris Mullin jersey up in the club. Not to mention the drink I ordered tasted like laundry detergent. Thumbs down for the danceplex.

Club environment is good. Staff is alright. Watch out for the bouncers though. They'll get you arrested for Public Intoxication after they let you in to the club and continue to serve you beer. If you also had a bad experience with security email me at AOL.com. Describing your experience.

upon ariival i realized that i had just been duped in to a tourist trap! i showed my ID and the it was up the stairs to pay my dollar bill amount. upon payment i walked on in to the delightful sounds of rap hit that stimulated my vocabulary to the fullest extent. i believe the words were "drop down like an eagle girl", performed by none other than the worlds greatest Nelly! as i got my stroll on i i heard an abrupt change of the song. i dismissed such a bad mix as an error in my hearing. there is alcohol there and i strolled right on over to get a little of it. after i chopped my arm off to pay for the drinks i wandered back over to the dance loor to oversee the action. as my groove began to grow, it was suddenly halted by yet another horrific mix by the dj on duty! i then knew that my hearing was good and that i was not going to be able to maintain a sweet "A" groove on that floor. then it was on to the upstairs! drink in hand and an arm missing i was greeted by some funky "A" 70's music. the allure alone made me want to shake my rump until i saw the 2 pieces of cheese that occupied the floor. they were way to serious to be dancing that way to 70's and 80's music. then i noticed the girl that dresses like a hooker and when she is called out on it gets extremely upset and has her swollen body builder friend come over and try to kick your "A" in an outragious steroid rage! i went back down stairs to a huge argument between the itsy bitsy teeny weenie girl with to much make up on and her tight shirt wearin boyfriend about some guy that looked at her wrong and she had no idea what he was talking about! i retrieved my arm from the bar and left! the moral of the story is............... DONT GO THERE! IT SUCKS!

I have never been, but this club sounds brilliantly asstonishing. I am looking to become part of the DJ team. I will contact asap. Chris@amgcustoms.com