Naipong V.
Yelp
Diverse set of party people in terms of age, identity and energy levels contribute to an inviting dance club. The venue itself seems a bit dated/dark, which for me, adds to the charm. Let's be innovative and call it what it is; a dive club.
You'll notice the main dancefloor holy, as the tables are stashed to the dark edges of your uncles big basement. There's a certain asymmetry to the entire setup, you'll notice it as the DJ spins just above the left main speaker and the bar watches you dance.
Drinks are typical. People seem to have enough respect to keep their booze in their cups and off the dance floor.
Nice lounge area before the main dancefloor with plentiful seating to chill.
That's the review, below is just banter.
Queue: Club discovery
So heard alot about Smart bar and decide to check it out for the first time on a innocent cold january Sunday, what better time to recon a interesting club and see what they are all about?...
Queen Sunday
Queue: Shirtless bros(?), straps, a 8 ft. tall Flower creature, girlfriends who could not be in a safer environment, soul/funk/vogue/disco music and that snap-snap, feminine energy.
Respect, but let's try again.
M.I.A DnB Thursday
Queue: JUNGLE, The hype dance floor indian(?) guy (respect), 1 Hospital Record song, more JUNGLE, Big ups to the proper Emcee, Energy/crowd well enough to pass 4am.
Chicago Is Techno Saturday
Queue: too dranken to care..., is techno 130 BPM or 150?... too dranken to care..., upset will never meet that girl that shared a great conversation in awkwardness in the gender neutral bathroom (prolly a dude, but sounded like a girl),... too dranken to care..., the techno is a trance and 4 am hits hard, party people start buddying up,... last girl on the dancefloor doesn't react accordingly to a weak approach... too dranken to care. Oh well, at least Wrigleyville Dogs is across the street.
Matthew Dear/Savile/Leo Leal Friday
Queue: Came late to great house music, met a coworker who happened to be in town that night on the dancefloor, more good house music, end night at Wrigleyville Dogs (it's too close!) and meet old fraternity bro from another age. Nothing like surprise appearances.
These are all vivid positive stories and I look forward to future late night tales. Check it out.