input: Write a positive yelp review.
output: House cleaning service could have been better. What happens in vegas stays in vegas.
input: Write a negative yelp review.
output: When I think of this place or anyone so much as mentions the name my face cringes. If anyone really knows me they know my face will tell you a whole story and some. I do NOT see why people would want to pay to come in here unless they are a ratchet not fancy broad or a ratchet creeper that likes to ogle the strippers(they basically are they get money stuffed in their panties they just don't take off their tops). We had gone last night to go meet up with some people and mind you I am 98% of the time if not 99.9% of the time DD(for any of you that don't know that abbreviation I feel very sorry for you, but it means Designated Driver)(Not out of pure choice to be its just what it is for 5 years and a tolerance that has plummeted to its grave); So since I had to go in which when I know I have to drive there I normally try to find a way out of not going in there per se, but my spidey senses were not working last night and didn't necessarily think anything crazy would happen but of course like I said, senses were totally off! 4 Fat Ratchet Fancy dancin a** broads (that think they are the S**T as usual) bump into me rudely and fling their fat little sausage fingers in my face and push my chest so they can make their way into the crowd. Also thinking that I am a push over. Little do they know I bite(not literally) I just do not stand for that what so ever. Those days of being a push over are long gone. I pushed right back ready for whatever was going to happen next. They all just looked at me like oh wait this B*** doesn't play and I don't. Getting 4 drinks spilled on me because they want to make a statement to get through is disturbing and NOT fancy. School of rock should not be allowed to play "FANCY" by iggy azalea anymore because this place is as Ratchet as a club comes. I hate this place and I do not say that often but I severely do. OH and big FYI: There is always a cover and that is another mind boggling statement because literally who in there right mind wants to PAY to get into this ratchet mess.
input: Write a negative yelp review.
output:
Worst. Venue. Ever. The one star is for the great music that they book. Too bad I won't be seeing any more great bands there until they fix some of the problems. Starting with.....AIR-CONDITIONING! It was the hottest weekend Phoenix has had yet this year with temps hitting 105 and higher. And they had no A/C on. Yes, I'm serious. My friends and I could barely stand still comfortably much less dance. Walking back out into 100 degree air never felt so good. Oh, but they do have plenty of fans! But most of the fans are broken and not running anyway. Awesome. Next, THE BAR. It doesn't take my service industry experience to know that 2 bartenders for 500 people isn't enough. Even if some of them are under age and not drinking. Actually getting to the bar to order a drink took over 20 hot and sweaty minutes. Then instead of a vodka soda I got a vodka red bull. ?!?!? How do those even sound the same? But instead of waiting another 20 minutes to get this corrected I just drank the damn thing. The incorrect drink wouldn't have ben SO bad if I would have been charged correctly for it. But nope, instead of paying for one I got to pay for two! Even better! I can't put all the blame on the bartenders for this, they were pretty busy taking care of the other 300 plus drinkers. Mistakes happen, I know. But when they do, they need to be corrected. So when I called the next day to ask for this to be fixed I didn't think it would be too much trouble to have the amount adjusted or at least the promise of a free drink at the next show. Well, there an't never gonna be a next show. Cause when I finally spoke with the owner I was called a name and then HUNG UP ON. BY THE OWNER. I hope my favorite bands start playing at The Rhythm Room because this was my first and last show at The Clubhouse.