BARS: “Night Light Lounge”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

For an affordable, classy lounge that’s true to the heart and soul of the Clinton neighborhood, it’s hard to beat the atmosphere at the Night Light. Inside, candlelit tables and plush, loungy couches are surrounded by an always intriguing rotating art collection. Continue reading

BARS: “Scandals”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

The nouveau-styled, airport-loungy Scandals is an all-boys stronghold, where there’s no door to the men’s room and flat-screen televisions regularly show scantily clad, sculpted gentlemen walking down runways. If you’re not inside hitting on single hombres, tables in the street-front patio offer a perfect (and rare) vantage point for watching the bizarre sights that roll along Southwest Stark Street in the evening hours. Continue reading

BARS: “Embers”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

For a place that’s run by gay owners and serviced by a very gay bar staff, Embers still ends up attracting a pretty mixed clientele. Which means that just about anyone can show up any evening for one of the nightly (and often outrageous, in the best possible sense) drag shows, featuring performers with names like Lady Honey Hart, Topaz Crawford and Jersey Scities. Continue reading

BARS: “Crush”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

The best reason to stumble into Crush is for its late-night DJs and dance parties running Tuesdays through Sundays, like “Queer Bait” Thursdays with Splendora & King Fader. Continue reading

BARS: “Sassy’s Bar & Grill”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

I’ve always been a little scared of the highly tattooed and pierced man wearing black fatigues and a bulletproof vest who works the front door at Sassy’s. But he’s doing his job well, because everyone inside seems to be on their best behavior, watching (but not touching) the curvaceous and beautiful (in a very Portland kind of way) women who do their naked pole thang. Continue reading

BARS: “Safari Show Club”

From Willamette Week’s “DRINK GUIDE 2008”:

The closest thing Southeast Powell Boulevard has produced to a Las Vegas-style strip club, Safari is an establishment that celebrates the consumption of flesh—whether it be the occasionally titillating eye candy gyrating onstage or, more literally, the feeding of the dozens of flesh-eating piranhas swimming in aquariums throughout the joint. Continue reading