Description
Nostalgia hits like a ton bricks at this club, adorned with framed photos and artwork of pop culture past. Every inch of wall and ceiling space is covered with something here: B-movie posters, random art, framed pin-up girls giving their best sexyface, a collection of dead, vintage televisions, and weird alien fetuses housed in glass bottles like so many formaldehyde frogs. The TV sets that do work display obscure exploitation and indie-flicks. This hip watering hole has a venue side with a tall stage, booming sound system and enough seating in the form of '50s dinette sets to make Betty Draper jealous. In its storied history, the Way Out Club has hosted many a music group, ranging from psychedelic jam bands to all-girl garage rockers. Both the bar and show areas are spacious, providing ample room for the occasional interpretive dance, or punk rock flailing. The booze selection looks keen, and this spot stands to be a rare haven for hippies and hipsters alike. Just don't forget to give Angus, the Way Out's resident feline, some love; he's really the one running the place.
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