Neighbours

...and you'll end up in a fun, if a little trashy, dance club. 80's night is definitely the best night to go, especially with a big group. It seems like all the cutest boys in Seattle dance here, and face it, indoors is the only time you can tell if anyone's cute in Seattle, outside they're all bundled up under an umbrella! Loved the drag-queen trivia prizes... sausage anyone?

Horrible music! It's all the top 40 turned into disco - every track is remixed with the same house beat- not fun! After being there for 20min, I was done - though some of the boys are acceptably average maybe cute in the dark types, I would say stick to R-place for the music. All in all, I think I'll stick to LA...

Horrible music! It's all the top 40 turned into disco - every track is remixed with the same house beat- not fun! After being there for 20min, I was done - though some of the boys are acceptably average maybe cute in the dark types, I would say stick to R-place for the music. All in all, I think I'll stick to LA...

About 10 years ago I went sking out there. Loved doing it for a few days, and other things on vacation. 80's night? Do they still have that, loud sound system? the one used one bought from somthing called a "monistary"? It would vibrate off the walls and you, in a large two story type building. It was scary going into the side? entry, (the only one). Walking out wuld sort of expose you to being mugged? Thank god I did not drink, would be afraid of being mugged! Also they do proudly serve soft drinks!

It's a fairly specific rant, but here's the story of my night at Neighbors. Perhaps local folks will find this on the naive and inconsequential side, but I gotta speak my mind—1:40am enter bar, pay substantial cover for the following; 1:41am see my first and second bar patron get literally pushed out the door by over zealous security; 1:43am get a bartender, to find that I can only buy shots. Buy one shot whiskey, one coke. Drink whisky; 1:45am Pay $2 for coat check, continue drinking coke; 1:50am Get told by security that I need to fork over my coke; 1:50am-1:55am Am literally, as in actually, chased (really, no joke) around the bar (my sarcastic tone pours forth, apparently) until the coke is surrendered, along with my thoughts on the matter; and 1:56am Pushed out the door by overzealous security. Wow, that was great. SKIP!