Bohemia Lounge
Last week, Fabulizz wrote to me and told me that my July 8 entry misidentified the DJ at Staple, so I fixed it. She wrote back that she was putting on a free party at the Bohemia Lounge on Thursday, so I thought it would be worth checking out.
Emmett heard of my plans of going out on a Thursday night and decided he wanted to hang out, too, so we headed to mountain view (so I could launder my hair and get some non-grubby clothes for such an outing) and then zipped up to the city, arriving at the club around 9:30. We chatted with the bouncers, Gabriel and the other guy, and went inside, spotting Ivan from work. The club is not horribly big, but it’s bigger than Liquid in terms of dancefloor space. There really wasn’t much of a crowd, though, but the big vats of peanuts lying around rocked. The waitstaff was friendly, particularly the tall blonde Swede (whose name escapes me for the moment).
I didn’t get to see Liz spin there, though. Perhaps another time. By 12:30, it was obvious that there would be no crowd and no real dancing. The DJ was able, but noone showed up. After 12:30, Emmett and I headed to Mel’s for some chow. Cool club. Off night. Maybe next week.