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Categories: Dance Clubs, Restaurants [Edit]
Neighborhood: Manhattan/Lower East SideDelancey-Essex Sts (F, J, M, Z)
Grand St (B, D)
2nd Ave-Houston St (F, V)
I love this place. It smells like B.O. and is full of shady characters, but it's the perfect place to go if you don't want to worry about what you're wearing and you feel like dancing all night to East European disco. Which I frequently do.
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my new home.
this bitch is the anti-marina
it's like entering Borat's house...
douche bag count was minimal
naked girls.. at least one (no not me, don't get too excited san francisco)
don't come here expecting to find a stock broker husband, or sip on a nice martini, come here with your dance shoes on, leave your western wonder bread attitude at the door, and never look back.
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I felt like I was in a third world disco. I guess that was the feel they were going for. The downside was that, according to my Bulgarian boyfriend, he and the staff were the only real Bulgarians there. Most everyone else was an American wanna-be gypsy.
However, I had an amazing time. And I wasn't even drunk. It's a great place where ugly people with no dance moves can get down and boogie cause....no one else there can dance either! And when you're trying to dance "Russian style," you just need to kick here, clap there...it all looks funny anyway so it's just all fun.
It's a great place if you want to go out without dressing up. A great place to be silly. Enjoy it for what it is.
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Wow. I am struggling for a way to accurately describe this place. Let me praface this entire review by saying that I was ENTIRELY too sober to be there.
From the beginning, I was really put off by the fact that it had a cover charge. And when I walked in, I couldn't say that I really thought it was worth it. The place was dark and dank. It was smoky. It was filled with a sweaty, throbbing mob of people. The disco ball and neon lights were out of place. The intensely cheesy music was being blared too loudly on a somewhat cheap sound system.
But I have to say... that somehow... it worked. My friends certainly had a good time. They quickly took to the classic Euro style of dancing -- that is, bouncing up and down with your feet together, waving your arms incessently, and throwing your head around, with eyes closed tightly shut and mouth hanging open to reveal a huge smile.
Certainly, alcohol helps one dance in such an utterly carefree manner, and I was lacking the desire to drink on this particular night. But I am not going to promise that I won't return to get my drink and dance on...
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This place is tough for me to review. I want to give it a bad review and highlight the annoying factors: mean slightly euro-Bulgarian crowd, new less good location, strange set up, bitch bartenders who let her friends smoke, but not others, etc.
BUT, ITS A BULGARIAN DISCO ON THE LOWER EAST SIDE! GENIUS! This is what New York should and could be. Its particular, slightly creepy, totally singular and funny. Should you decide to give it a whirl, treat it like you treat Atlantic City: an odd depressing place where you can let it all hang out.
Dance your heart out and get real drunk, or skip it! your call.
PS Real Bulgarians were there. Should your Bulgarian cousin be coming to visit and is feeling homesick, it is at the very least, authentic.
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LES killed the chinatown star. The bulgarian bar's old spot used to be one of the best places in the city to dance. Sure, it was sweaty, smoky and raucous, but nobody cared about looking good.
I went there the other night and it was creepymctotallysucks. The DJ was good, but you could tell that even he was over it. The upstairs restaurant/bar area was stylized but definitely overdone (much like La Caverna). Then they transformed the lower level to look like some dirty frat basement - poorly placed disco ball and flashing blue string lights set to epileptic shock. The overwhelming odor of gym socks and booze completed the package.
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jigshemash...i like you...do you like me?....
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