Off the Hookah

DO NOT COME HERE
We came in several weeks ago right when they opened and generally, it felt awkward. the one party light making it dark and rapey feeling, along with the crazy long, gangster rap, so loud that i couldnt hear my wife, whose should was touch mine.
But we came back a couple weeks later to give it another shot, we walk up to the door and a big fat guy comes barreling up and shouts for our IDs, thinking he was joking because 1) who IDs at the door for a hookah bar 2) we dont even get ID for alcohol because we are clearly over age 3) im a tattoo artist, covered in tattoos, we are all wearing wedding rings. but my buddy (who is a veteran) says for real? and the guy barks. SERIOUSLY! we say ok? we pull out our IDs and the bouncer gets so close to us and puffs up we couldnt move forward. It was the most disrespectful thing. Feeling so disrespected, my buddy goes inside to complain and the bouncer follows him in and kicks him out,
Seeing as this isnt the only complaint on here about the doorman, and we have several people who have also had problems with him, we will not come back, and after telling all of our friends, they say they will not come back either.
To be completely fair the first time we came in, the people inside were nice but you cant even get to them to begin with so that compliment is mute

I feel dirty having even set foot in this place. Eww.
Where to begin… $ 5 cover for guys. At a hookah place. In the middle of nowhere. Oooookkkkkk. Apparently they don’t always have cover (this was a Saturday night). Doorman is sitting outside as he is too wide to fit through the doorway (my assumption). He is grouchy and lazy. Rocks have better personalities than him. Against my better judgement, we all cough up the $ 5.
The interior is lit up with a random assortment of colorful «disco light» sort of devices. There are couches scattered all over, and a large TV at one end of the building. The music is so loud that I have trouble talking to my friends that are a few feet away from me. There were various bugs flying around, especially near the windows. Had to swat a couple off of me. Nothing harmful, just icky.
Honestly, the guys working inside seemed fairly nice and were trying to do a decent job. But the atmosphere was just loud, smelly, sticky, and gross. Maybe all hookah bars are like this. I’m not exactly a hookah connoisseur, mind you. Either way, I won’t be back.