Address: 1100 Tulane Ave.
The day (or night if you will) of the dance club is thankfully starting to slowly commit suicide. Still there are a few of the breed hanging onto their alterna-douche scene for dear life. If you're in NOLA and have a taste (or lack thereof) for skull-cracking electronic music, Miami-style shirtless grinding, hipster douchebags off of their ass on blow, and proprietors with balding mullets, then this is your spot. Remember the Chris Rock stand-up bit about the old guy up in the club? You'll find him and fifty of his friends here giving the younger douchebags a glimpse of their sad future.