Visions Eleven. But ZERO PEOPLE! Deader than a graveyard. Deader than the black dude on NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD. Deader than GRUNGE. Deader than SPAGHETTI WESTERNS. Deader than HOCKEY. Deader than DEMOCRACY. You get my point??? By the way, music is cool. Some dude named ELEMENT was spinning up some fresh tunes when I came through. He's wasting his time with this spot unless his getting paid moolah at the bar, but I doubt it. The bartender is Jack Black's doppleganger. But funnier. I kid you not. Shots on me if you prove me wrong. Sure the bar just opened up. But give it some time and the hipsters, preps, and yups will come rolling through and leave a stench of foulness that these trust fund brats reek of. You might be privied to meet some So-Willie-B locals at this spot and bump into some hood celebs, hot film school french chicks, broke rappers, and a slew of other misfits frequenting this fine establishment. From the wise words of Shoeless Joe Jackson in Field of Dreams, "IF YOU BUILD IT, THEY WILL COME."
Pros: Everything
Cons: Nothing
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