3039 W. Northwest Hwy, Dallas TX
(214) 369-4070
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Last visit: 9/1999
This club must suffer from a raging case of schizophrenia! Everyone I've
talked to about this place either loves it or hates it; no in-between. And
interestingly, each describes a totally different club. After wasting two
hours scoping out Baby (Barbie) Dolls, I was headed for a favorite watering
hole when it struck me I might as well check out Fare since it was less that
50 yards away and I was in the proper parking lot. (See Baby Dolls Review
for an explanation.) Not quiet knowing what to expect and with some trepidation,
I entered this den of inequity. Man, was presently surprised!
The building, which Fare (West) occupies, was originally built in the 70s
as the Million Dollar Saloon, alluding to its original cost. The Million
Dollar Saloon was the first upscale club and for years defined the standard
by which all clubs were measured. While the building has lost some of its
luster over the last twenty years, it is still impressive when you look past
its present fading glory.
The neon sign above the bar proudly proclaims, "We Rock the West" and in
a musical sense I found that to be very true. The songs were varied and at
just the right volume. Obviously, the dancers pick their music or the DJ
has more diverse taste and "gray matter" than those normally found in his
profession.
Nicola, my waitress, was fast, efficient, friendly, and spoke with a combined
Southern drawl and West Texas twang liberally sprinkled with "honey" and
"love" which immediately changed the sour mood I had acquired at Baby (Barbie)
Dolls. Her smile would melt the ice burg that sunk the Titanic. The managers
and floorwalkers were in the pretentious penguin suits used by many clubs
trying to be something they are not.
There are eight, count them, eight big screen TVs flanking the main stage
with numerous smaller TVs scattered throughout the club. Three pool tables,
Video games and a Cigar humidor room. The chairs, although straight back,
were well padded and comfortable. Also interesting were the six to eight
motorcycles suspended from the ceiling. Maybe they are trying to present
themselves as an upscale "biker bar". I counted six stages of which five
were occupied with dancers during my visit. The dancers were dancing two
song rotations. There were a mix of "natural" and "man-made" ta-tas with
more of the former than the ladder. The auxiliary stages were extremely small
limiting the dancer's ability to do much more than stand, shuffle, and swing
their hips.
The first dancer I saw was Alex; a dark haired beauty with natural "tangerines"
and a nice tattoo. She was a good dancer that moved well and excellent stage
presence. Next was a blonde, named Passion, whom I kept comparing to a dancer
of the same name at King's. She came up short in all categories. She would
be better served to pick another stage name because with this one there is
a promise not delivered. During my visit, no dancers approached my table
even thou I tipped well and made eye contact with several. I was in the mood
for some good laps so it was an opportunity missed for this group. The "laps"
I did observe were generally "up close and personal" with several "t*t
sandwiches" observed.
This club is definitely "middle of the pack" as clubs go. They would be better
served to quit trying to be something they are not and never will be (upscale).
They should put the managers and floor walkers in polo shirts with logos,
let their hair down and just show their customers a roaring good time and
forget about the posturing.
Fare (West) looks like a fairly good bet for the $3 cover charge. Check it
out and if it doesn't come through that visit, you can move on after an hour
with virtually no loss.
Happy Hunting!
