Cause Sound Bar- Uptown, Minneapolis

Friday, February 18^th

So far, I haven’t been disappointed by any of the places I’ve been. Even dive-bars have their “atmosphere” in the “characters” that regularly hang there. But, atmosphere was something very deficient in this place. In fact, there seemed to be a massive black hole of negativity in this place.

I met my friend, “boots” there for “happy hour”. Or in this case, more like unhappy hour. I was disappointed that even though she got there at 4:00, she wasn’t able to get a couple places at the small bar.  The black-clad young men occupying the seats at the bar, well…I wonder if they ever leave. They were all there when I arrived and still all there when I left hours later. I felt like I had stumbled into the place where Emos go when they are old enough to drink. I realized there was no loss in not being able to sit at the bar, as none of them were connecting with anyone else around them. To illustrate, at one point, one of the guys sitting at the bar suddenly seemed to come to life and held up a detailed drawing, over which he had his head down, diligently scribbling away, rather than working on communication skills. It was a neat drawing; surrealistic, exactly like the work being churned out by up-and-coming artists in New York and LA.  

The art displayed all over on a consignment basis, was pretty neat to look at, but that was about all there was interesting in the bar. There was a stage set up for someone to play. It was supposed to be a “sound bar”, after all, but there was no musician or band there when I was there.  It was kind of a weird configuration for the lay out. There were two sections because the bar sprawled out between two buildings. The side where the bar and stage wasn’t, was just a section for extra seating, but it would have made more sense to put either the bar or the stage over on that side, so you get interest points on both sides to draw people, but they jammed all the interest into one small space and basically condemned anyone not getting there early enough to get a seat in the main bar, to the “back alley” basically. The place was visually so uninterestig, that I didn't even bother taking pictures.

The bathrooms were interesting …bring a Sharpie if you go, because you might want to weigh in on some of the topics brought up on the toilet partitions.

There were a few other people around the bar who, like us, were probably just in the mood for something different. They looked as out of place as we did. They didn’t look out of place for Uptown, just for that bar.  There were a couple of fat girls. I consider myself slightly “candy coated” and I hate to use to use the word "fat", so maybe it would be better to say they were roly-poly.  AND, they were wearing dresses that showed off every curve. I have to hand it to them, they were feeling sexy though.

The food was just “okay”, nothing to blog about, but the service was good. Our waitress was attentive and pleasant.

I was really hoping for more here. I’ve been hoping for more interesting things to happen during my sojourns, so my blogs would spice up a bit. But, this was very disappointing, especially for a Friday. I’m not going to say don’t go there, it’s all individual preference. After all, you may like fat girls or tortured, artsy Emo dudes, and if so, this is the place for you.