Jimmy K.
Yelp
Beloved Vegas Lounge. When I eventually leave Minneapolis, I might miss you most of all.
Obviously, the big draw is the nightly karaoke. My friend has assured me that the Vegas Lounge karaoke is the absolute best in the Twin Cities, both in terms of selection and clientele. I'm inclined to agree.
There are two unfortunate extremes on which a karaoke bar can land, both of which I disapprove, being the ridiculously judgmental person that I am. There are those karaoke bars in which the singers treat each song as if it's an American Idol audition. I don't begrudge anyone the ability to sing, of course. However, most people already need a drink (or seven) to even consider scrawling "BON JOVI" on one of those intimidating slips. It's not helping matters when you get all quasi-professional up there, because no one wants to follow that.
Even worse are the karaoke bars where people refuse to take the karaoke even remotely seriously. They just go up there, pick some Aerosmith song to which they only know the half the words, and then grunt tunelessly while their buddies have a good chuckle about how above it all they are. You people, please die. (UPTOWN VFW, I'M LOOKING IN YOUR DIRECTION.)
Luckily, Vegas Lounge accomplishes an acceptable middle ground. You still have your Idol auditioners, but you also have your run-of-the-mill-okay singers and your singers who couldn't stay on key if the figurative key was made of Velcro. I'd say that the distribution is about 30%, 50%, and 20% respectively. (Very precise mathematical formula, obviously.) Basically, feel free to suck at Vegas Lounge, as long as you suck with effort. The "KJ" does not tolerate f**king around. (Can you swear on Yelp?)
I do have a personal gripe. When I first started going, singers would regularly interpret 90's alt-rock classics from such legendary acts as Stone Temple Pilots, Weezer, Everclear, and Live, which was a major reason why I fell in love. Lately, it's been non-stop power ballads or golden oldies, with the occasional cheesy country tune. This has proven a distressing turn of events. Whatever. Nitpicking.
Vegas Lounge is not as cheap as you would expect for a "dive bar," with surprisingly limited happy-hour specials. However, people who aren't fortunate enough to be attractive young women can still have a decent night for about 20 bucks. Four dollar beers. Perfectly fine tap selection, although I'm your unfortunate Bud Light/MGD/Grain Belt drinker, so I may not be the authority on the matter. (Nordeast on tap and I'm good to go.) Mixed drinks go for about five bucks a pop, and are strong enough to get the job done. Bartenders are friendly, speedy, and unpretentious. Cash only, of course.
The people watching is excellent. For those interested in checking out the local flavor, you'll become familiar with the awesome regulars soon enough. (Oh, Harmonica Guy, what to do with you?) Meanwhile, people inclined towards the more lustful kind of people watching could do worse than the Vegas Lounge on weekend nights, when the college kids in the U of M area take over the place, armed to the teeth with irony. Of course, if you hate it when college kids take over dive bars, this means that you should stay far, far away from the Vegas on weekend evenings, especially past 9 PM, and stick to off-peak hours when the vibe is much more locals bar.
Just my favorite place, featuring cheap beers, the opportunity to sing out loud judgment-free, friendly locals, decent people watching, and without exaggeration the most amazing waitress in the Twin Cities. (Regulars know to whom I am referring, and are smiling accordingly.)
Two small logistical issues to keep in mind. The Vegas Lounge is a smidgen out of the way, being a good ten blocks from the more popular cluster of Northeast bars (e.g., Keegan's, Whitey's, U Otter Stop, etc.). So be prepared to walk, and if you're going to get plastered, make sure you know in advance how you're getting back home. (Having overly forgiving friends with cars is a big help.) Also, the men's bathroom stall has no door, so... yeah.