Best Of :: Bars & Clubs

Too many dickheads in ugly T-shirts and bad 80s gear... Youre sick of Steve Aoki... Yada, yada, yada. Haters can say what they will about Dim Mak Tuesdays, the spazomatic dance night that has packed Cinespace on Tuesdays for the past five years, but theres no denying the nights longevity and enduring cachet. The term secret special surprise guests gets thrown around by dance clubs a lot on fliers, Facebook and Twitter these days, but when Dim Mak touts em, you know they will truly be biggies. Both on the decks and live on stage, often at the precise moment before they blow up, at the Mak you can catch everything from rockers (Bloc Party and The Kills) to DJ gods (Justice and MSTRKRFT) to pop-tarts (Gaga and Uffie) to hiphoppers (Will.i.am, aka Superblaq, who had such a blast, he went on to do more projects with club creator Aoki). If you come here with a jaded attitude, the long lines to get in, throbbing beats (residents Them Jeans and Dan Oh hold it down while Aoki globe-trots) and dance-crazed, photo-snapping crowds probably will make it worse. But come here ready to rage, and youll never be disappointed. 6356 Hollywood Blvd., Hlywd. cinespace.info. Lina Lecaro

Tiki- and Polynesian-themed eateries and bars were once the height of fashion. Today, they are a tragically nigh-extinct breed. (Beloved cocktail shack Tiki-Ti continues to thrive on Sunset by remaining small and retaining demand; even flagship behemoth Trader Vics finally shuttered its legendary Beverly Hills location, though a modern-looking location opened at L.A. Live.) They simply dont make em like Bahooka Family Restaurant anymore, and the city of Rosemead east of downtown along the 10 freeway is a perfect out-of-the-way excursion for a taste of suburban tiki cool. None of the taste treats at Bahooka (which opened in 1967) are going to blow your mind; the big platters of ribs, corn on the cob and coleslaw are tasty if not singular, and the mai tais and scorpion bowls arent as finessed as some. (This grog will get you good and tipsy, though.) Whats brilliant about Bahooka is the atmosphere a dimly lit nautical theme with the classic blowfish-and-glass-floats tiki decor and its famous 100-plus fish tanks, with one separating virtually every table in the house. A real throwback to groovier times. 4501 Rosemead Blvd., Rosemead. (626) 285-1241; bahooka.com. Nicole Campos

Bingo, boy toys, beer and beef, anyone? Hamburger Marys may be the only place on earth where you can enjoy all of these at once. Its Legendary Bingo nights on Wednesdays and Sundays aint your grandmas game scene, but if you took her here, we bet shed never want to leave. Fab prizes, fabber getups and celeb guests calling out numbers make this one a winner whether your card gets filled or not. Other nights, Marys hammy hostess roster features some of the finest drag and trans personalities in town: Calpernia Addams seductive Unreal cabaret show, Saturdays saucy Wendy Ho Ho Show, the big-voiced Boofant Sisters, the rockin vox of Detox on Friday. Marys may be a chain restaurant (the menu is packed with notch-above-TGIFridays artery-clogging fare and monstrous fruity cocktails), but the WeHo location is more club than café: studly waiters and bartenders, pumping dance beats on the speakers, disco balls in the bathroom and the coolest check tray ever: a silver sequined high-heeled shoe. Size 12, natch. 8288 Santa Monica Blvd., W. Hlywd. (323) 654-3800. Lina Lecaro

Its been a long time since comedian Lenny Bruce performed and got arrested on obscenity charges at The Troubadour in 1957, but the West Hollywood live-music venue on Santa Monica Boulevard still packs em in and pours drinks freely with a sense, to quote an old Neil Young song, that its better to burn out than fade away. Patrons and rockers hang out at the wood-paneled bar in front, maybe grab a seat at a black leather booth, and wait their turn to perform or to catch the band in the surprisingly small and intimate showroom. Buffalo Springfield, Neil Young and Stephen Stills made their live debuts at the Troubadour in 1966, and comedy legend Richard Pryor recorded a live album there in 1968. The list of debuts and historic moments is long: Joni Mitchell, James Taylor, Neil Young, Elton John, Billy Joel, Randy Newman, Tom Waits, John Lennon, Bruce Springsteen, Van Morrison, Bob Dylan, Miles Davis, Metallica, Guns N Roses, Pearl Jam, Radiohead, Joe Strummer, The Strokes and many others have a connection to this 53-year-old establishment. If theres a Hall of Fame for rock venues, the Troubadour, founded by the late Doug Weston, would be inducted. 9081 Santa Monica Blvd., W. Hlywd. (310) 276-1158, troubadour.com. Patrick Range McDonald

Before indie acts du jour score a headlining spot at Spaceland or the Echo or blog-beloved FYF, youre likely to catch em on Part Time Punks stage, Sundays at the Echo. Five years strong, the live music and DJ dance party from Michael Stock (manning Punks solo since his partner split last year) remains both a big new-band breaker (No Age, Mika Miko, Abe Vigoda, Warpaint, Dum Dum Girls, Yacht, etc., all played PTP when they were unknowns) and one of the best spots to celebrate musical innovators of yore (the Slits, the Chameleons, the Homosexuals, the Nightingales, the Urinals and countless more reunited or re-formed to play here). Tribute nights celebrating better known artists like the Smiths and the Cure bring out new wave/Goth geeks, too. Post-punk, no-wave, Indie-pop essentially the seminal sound swell that emerged from 1978 to1984 is boldly and lovingly put into context here with emerging art-rock and dance acts, a combo that has also made Stocks KXLU radio show shamelessly inspired by John Peels Peel Sessions revered among music heads. Clearly, the appeal of punk you can dance to has gone beyond any one hood or clique or style, and PTP is a big reason why. 1822 Sunset Blvd., Echo Park. parttimepunks.com. Lina Lecaro
Were not gonna bullshit ya. Hop Louie is not a destination for great Chinese food, especially in a city that actually does have great Chinese food. But Hop Louie is an experience, a trip, a cultural artifact. And in the right state of mind, its just plain fun. In the middle of Chinatown since 1941, Hop Louie has atmosphere to spare: a black lacquered-wood bar and formidable hanging-lantern lighting fixtures; a wall of signed celebrity headshots and a cast of eccentric regulars; a bartender whose encyclopedic mixology skills blend with an acidic wit and a comically imposing, multitiered pagoda structure over the entrance, Hop Louie is what you want in a comfortable, old-school, kitschy/loungey Chinese restaurant. Drinks are cheap and strong; the food of the crab rangoon/egg roll/fried rice variety is decent; classic pop oldies fill the jukebox. Not only that, but its got two floors, which means even more Hop Louie. 950 Mei Ling Way, Chinatown. (213) 628-4244. Adam Gropman
Youve driven past the cylindrical Angeleno Hotel on the 405 at Sunset Boulevard a thousand times without realizing the penthouse is the West Lounge & Restaurant, which offers a Wow! view in a sleek, dark setting catering to stylish European travelers as well as locals who love its happy hour Monday through Thursday. Lounge manager Michael Burnett brags, rightly, that every seat has a great view: downtowns skyscrapers, Century City, Catalina on a clear day. The curving lounge and bar have floor-to-ceiling windows, looped, blown-glass chandeliers, and sofa boxes to fit 20 of your best friends. Un-rushed hour means $7 mojitos, $4 beer, $5 wine and $4 appetizers. Standout regular bands are Ouí 3 (alternate Wednesdays), whose funk jazz and world music quietly drifts through, and Cross Heart Project (Thursdays), whose cabaret standards often feature well-known guests. Strip Down Tuesdays is open mike. No cover. Park free on the street, or $7 with bar validation. 170 N. Church Lane, W.L.A. (310) 481-7878 or (310) 476-6411, westatangeleno.com. N. Jenssen
Many women dont enjoy strip clubs. This can be an issue for guys who enjoy seeing their girlfriend face-to-chest with another womans boobs. In this perverted dilemma, the answer is Jumbos Clown Room, an intimate venue that for more than four decades has allowed its female employees to call themselves dancers without patrons rolling our eyes behind their backs. These talented and seductive but non-nude dancers attack the on-stage pole with attitude more akin to grrrl-power rock stars than plastic Hollywood hustlers. Strip club naysayers may say female dancers dont look real and project an unattainable sexual fantasy. But not at Jumbos. Here the girls embrace and flaunt their individuality. Female patrons are attracted to the dancers down-to-earth sexual empowerment and male customers are hooked because their punk-rock, girl-next-door beauty makes us think we could actually get them (we cant). In truth, Jumbos is less a strip club than a risqué dive bar. Its a locals-only bikini joint for hipsters, bikers, off-duty celebrities, couples, co-workers and, most of all, chicks. And since the music the dancers perform to is straight out of your record collection and not Kid Rocks greatest hits, your girlfriend wont even notice how hard youre staring at other women because shes doing it, too. 5153 Hollywood Blvd., Hlywd. (323) 666-1187, jumbos.com. Ryan Ritchie
A crucial scene in the movie Collateral features Tom Cruise taking his de facto hostage, Jamie Foxx, to a cool, laid-back jazz club, where they listen to an authentic, tastefully smooth combo before Cruise invites the band leader over to their table for conversation, and then calmly blows him away. That scene was shot at Quon Bros. Grand Star Jazz Club, which occupies the same Chinatown pedestrian plaza as Mountain Bar and Hop Louie. While cold-blooded assassinations do not actually occur at Grand Star, fine music does. The first floor features strong, seasoned jazz players while the second level is where ace hip-hop and R&B deejays work kids into a dancing frenzy. The delightfully diverse city crowd is known for its generally good vibes and the DJs, with their specific theme nights, have developed devoted followings. The decor is understated, vintage lounge, appropriate for a place that has been around since 1946. Drinks are strong and cheap. 943 N. Broadway, Chinatown. (213) 626-2285, grandstarjazzclub.com. Adam Gropman
Run by curators Eric Nordhauser and Hazel Hill McCarthy, Show Cave is easily one of this citys most eclectic and imaginative venues, hosting everything from obscure performance-art videos to deafening hardcore bands. The one thing Show Caves bookings have in common is uninhibited experimentation the kind of free-for-all, get-yer-freak-on weirdness encouraged by a long line of great art enthusiasts. Nordhauser and McCarthy take their cues from folks like Andy Warhol and George Kuchar, adopting a legacy of open-armed acceptance of the art worlds more raggedy fringe. The result is always thrilling, a schedule of events where one is guaranteed to be, at the very least, gape-mouthed, if not elated. Show Cave is the first stop for artists from both L.A. and around the globe seeking a venue that doesnt limit its productions to the straight and narrow. Their newish Eagle Rock space, housed in a historic building and enhanced by Nordhauser/McCarthys reimagined interior, is the spot to go if youre looking for something youve never seen before but will most definitely want to see again. 3501 Eagle Rock Blvd., Eagle Rock. showcave.org. Jessica Hundley
We all know that Santa Monica and the Far Westside aint got no soul, right? That everything west of Centinela has traded its authentic funkiness for safety, comfort and that overrated sea breeze? Harvelles in Santa Monica torpedoes that impression. Harvelles is a speakeasy-ish old club decorated in mostly black and red and dripping with cool-cat, uptown fanciness from another time. This Westside institution, which dates to 1931, has some of the rawest, heaviest, most soulful R&B, jazz and blues-related sounds anywhere in SoCal. Those include The Toledo Show, a smoky, surreal music/cabaret/dance revue in which a very dapper, captivating cat named Toledo leads an ace band and oversees a small troupe of sexily clad dancers who writhe on the floor while he alternates between crooning and reciting Beat-style poetry, all with Miles Davislike intensity. If that aint soul, nothin is. 1432 4th St., Santa Monica. (310) 395-1676, harvelles.com. Adam Gropman
There is a plethora of stand-up nights in L.A., but few cater to the queer crowd like the weekly show Drunk on Stage. Located inside a small space in Akbar, a laid-back, unpretentious bar in Silver Lake, talented queer and queer-friendly comics perform every Tuesday night at 8 p.m. before a welcoming crowd. The dimly lit, Arabian-themed room makes you feel like youre watching comedy in some intimate dive in Dubai. Bruce Daniels hosts the show and often mentions, during his opening set, the trials of hooking up with straight men. He says the men insist theyre not gay while still making out with him. Past esteemed alums of the show include Margaret Cho, Maria Bamford and Kathleen Madigan. So if Comedy Death Ray is sold out at the Upright Citizens Brigade, head a few miles east to catch some real alternative comics try their best to tickle your funny bone or boner, as some of these comics might say. 4356 Sunset Blvd., Silver Lake. (323) 665-6810. Steve La
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