2810 Hyperion Ave, Los Angeles, CA 90027
Here is a bar that is worth a visit as an exercise in camp. You have to love a place that has some butch looking man on a ladder screwing in light bulbs and sprucing up the place well after the early crowd has arrived. The place features blandly attractive, utterly bored looking go-go boys, all smooth and hairless of course, gyrating as though they've punched a time card.They are mostly accosted by mature men, the overweight, or squealing,happily inebriated girls who have come to the bar with their friends. Speaking of vodka,the drinks are over-priced and loaded to the top with ice;skip it and get a beer.The staff are a mostly friendly combination of good looking younger men and older gym bunnies who have probably been bartending since Milk was assasinated. The hub of the social action takes place in a smoke-choked outdoor patio ideal for exposure to second hand smoke; Primary activities indoors include watching the go go boys(at least half of whom dance like they are fresh off the train from Idaho and straight) or dancing to music that vacillates wildly between gritty hiphop (a bit too gritty, considering the apparent reluctance of many to dance) or dance mixes sung by a faceless array of what sound like white female singers with names like Katy and Kelly, etc. Luckily all of this is redeemed by a periodic foray into house music called Chocolate, which singularly transforms the place into something far more classy and cool. Otherwise,this is a bar with a full blown identity crisis:they started off boasting a Levi and Leather, "masculine" image which has apparently been abandoned and replaced by a stale, mostly charmless West Hollywood aura, sort of that Invasion of the Bots sense of forced festivity familiar to anyone who's stepped foot in a gay bar over years knows a bit too well. The bar's insistent emphasis on youth and appealing to youth appears to actually work against it in this case, for this is Silverlake, and that means a gumbo of ethnic variety, young and older, and artists and bohemians likely to be too sophisticated for such shopworn, tired concepts of what a gay bar should offer. It's a well meaning place that tries gamely, gets the boys up there on stage, and hopes for the best. Go, but keep your expectations in check.