Angels Rock Bar

Women hanging from the ceiling. Trailer trash aplenty. Another example of the silly corporate machine that is The Power and Light District

Nice bar, but it is very crowded on the weekends and rock is hardly played. The drinks are expensive and just aren’t that great. A lot of people were loud and obnoxious. Be a good bar to get rowdy at.

Not a rock bar at all… just a bar with dancers and people playing at being rock… no rock music played… drinks expensive… however people were lovely… so if you want to go for just a night out its okay… but not rock.

I did the math. 3:1 guys to girls. Terrible place unless you’re into guys. No room to move. Weird layout. Lots of space wasted on «VIP» section. Sports on tv at a rock bar? Pick your genre. Gees. All things to all people pleases no one. Speaking of «rock bar» this joint blasts dance music and 80’s dance synth nonsense. Fun sometimes, sure. But, again, pick a genre.

The new manager has done an excellent job making Angels Rock Bar a fun destination. From the moment we walked in, we were treated very well. The drinks were a little pricy, but not unreasonably so. The level of service is better than some clubs in Vegas, but being in KC it’s significantly cheaper.
I’ll definitely go back.

Not.A.Fan.At.All.
I’ve been twice now. The first time I went, a group of friends and I stopped in while in P&L. We were in here for maybe an hour. It was crowded, way too loud, and expensive. The downstairs is way more crowded than the upstairs. I hated every second of it.
I recently went with some friends because I was over ruled. We probably stayed about two hours and had a table with bottle service. It was better than the first time since we didn’t have to fight the crowds and had our own little area, but it’s still way too loud.
If you like half dressed girls dancing on bars, crowds, super loud music and expensive drinks, then this is the place for you!
If I had my way, I would never step foot in here again.

Wow, no thank you… This place was fairly terrible.

No. Just no.
When Avril Lavigne and that ugly dude from Nickleback finally have their demon spawn, he will be swaddled in an old TapouT t-​shirt and held up above the bar, Lion King style.
«Someday, everything the skanks have touched, it will all be yours.»
And then a Blink-​182 song will play. It will rawk.
This place is loud, trashy, sticky, dirty, awful. bad. bad. bad. And to think people get bottle service here! What are they bottles of? My guess is Jaeger, but that’s only because they don’t bottle sadness. I will do everything in my power to make sure that I never end up here again.

Not sure why the reviews are low, especially after reading them.
The bartenders/​go go girls are attractive and fun. The music is solid, interspersed with some crap. Beers are reasonably priced.

What can one say about the Rock Bar? The music is decent, and I am a metal/​hard rock fan. That’s about where it ends.
So basically this is a place where they play rock music instead of the typical club hip hop. There were ladies there that were dancing, however, they were all up around the «VIP» section where males are not allowed to go unless they have bottle service. This was just so bizarre it is hard to explain. There is basically no dance floor so you are stuck watching some women dance by themselves (not all entirely bad, but not all entirely good either).
There were female employees that were scantily clad while dancing on the bar. That wasn’t too bad since they seemed to get the crowd into it. The dread-​locked, foul smelling, grungy male employee that gets to dance on the bar (I am assuming for the ladies’ benefit) was something I could have done without.
While I understand what they were going for with the VIP/​bottle service area, it is a waste of space. I honestly cannot imagine why anyone would pay for bottle service in a place like this. The music is so loud that one cannot hear any word of a conversation with some sitting next to them. The drinks are pricey, but that is expected. The bartenders pour a little on the light side as well.
I will not say to avoid this place at all costs because it was an interesting experience. The music was good and the fire-​breathing bartender was entertaining. However, one cannot expect to spend very much time inside as it get old real fast. Of course, it was better to be here than trying to get into one of the other clubs that were manned by hipster douche-​bags with clipboards.

This place is quite the experience. I felt like I was basically in a strip club. There are scantily clad women dancing on the bars and swinging from the ceilings. The thing that really pissed me off is how long it took to get a drink, especially since the bar tender is doing some trick bar tending where he throws and flips the bottles around. It was neat for the first 10 seconds now I just want my drink bro!

We went here a few days ago after the Kid Rock show at The Midland. I thought the place was pretty cool. The bartender was nice and attentive, the music was great and the half naked chics swinging from the ceiling didn’t hurt either.

Look, this bar is only fun if you’ve got money to spend. When you reserve a table and buy your own bottle of liquor, there is no worrying about the shoulder-​to-​shoulder crowd because you’ve got waitresses checking on you often to make sure you’ve got all the condiments you could want to accompany your liquor.
Plus you and your group have your own area to hang out, dance and have some fun. I will say though — it’s pretty stupid if you can spend $ 400+ but the DJ will not take a request for a song. He thinks his shit smells like roses. The waitresses are awesome and fun though!

Angels Rock Bar, If you are a grunge/​metal/​industrial rock lover, this is the place to be. Classic artists projected on the wall, girls dancing like they were in an old ’80’s movie, and servers that run around in fishnets and shorts that scarcely cover their butts, this place is epic.
Of course it is a bit overdone, and the VIP section takes up half the bar. I love going to this place after hitting up a sports bar where they are pumping RnB loud enough to make my ears bleed. It makes me feel less dirty again. Service is average for a busy bar, and I seldom have problems getting drinks there. (I seldom have any problems getting drinks except for heroe’s in Wichita).
I only award Angels 3 stars however because I feel the bar tries to do too much, without doing any of it exceptionally well. The main draw here is the people factor, what the crazy people are doing and what might happen. Of course any liquor serving establishment has that, so this one doesn’t stand out from the rest.

If I had to pick three words to describe Angel’s, they would be lowest, common, and denominator.
The music selection here isn’t as bad as I would fear, although there’s a lot of the obligatory mainstream 98.9 crap-​rock, and it’s way too loud to engage in anything resembling a conversation. Indeed, this is very much the kind of douchebag «show us your tits!» place that a dumbass like Johnny Dare would probably hang out while people who actually care about music are at places where there are actually ROCK SHOWS! What a concept.
I say skip Angel’s, and get your butt down to see a live local band. Yeah, yeah, shut up and pay the $ 5 cover you cheap bastard.

Into rock music, then try Angels Rock Bar. I was hanging out and debating to come inside when I ran into Clara. She is a sales manage at Angels Rock Bar. She was very friendly and she did not force us to do anything. She told us to try the place out because it was free to get in. Clara also got us some free drinks, which was a plus.
I was happy to come inside because I liked the atmosphere. It was dark and played killer rock music. The staff was friendly and the night did not turn out to be a disappointment.
Rock music, cheap alcohol, and friendly staff, what else can I ask for?

Angel’s Rock Bar is exactly what you should expect from a «Rock-​n-​Roll» bar at P&L … lame. This place is much smaller than I ever expected it to be and with its cheesy posters on the walls and complete lack of floorspace, I felt like I was in someone’s basement at a high school party listening to crappy music and drinking over-​priced Bud Light. I’m sure there are people that think Angel’s is ultra edgy and cool with it’s half-​naked tattooed female staff & tables that require a two bottle purchase to use … I, however, am not one of them.

Entering Angels Rock bar in the Power and Light District is a little overwhelming if you have never been there before. There are girls in hot pants in swings suspended from the ceiling and bras hanging from the pipes and light fixtures. I instantly felt like my rocker quotient was going to be questioned; I felt a little out of place amongst the blaring music and other crammed party-​goers.
The bartenders and waitresses/​go-​go girls (I don’t know how else to describe them) sure know how to entertain, but there is only so much my brain and eyes can take in before I feel a little overwhelmed. I like to have a good time, but it seemed like the atmosphere was so overwhelming that it actually sobered me up. (I can’t believe I’ve said the word overwhelming 3 times already!)
While Angels is true to their name and play constant hard rock music, it wasn’t really my scene. I recommend you at least peek in the door to see what’s going on, but unless you like your music so loud your eardrums shake, I would tell you to go somewhere else.

Meh. I have experienced better. Why? The bar’s lighting is nonexistent, while its interior layout forces you to rub elbows with everyone in the joint (and we’re not talking about networking here.) And service is spotty while the whole Coyote Ugly theme is howling up the wrong tree.
How long does it take to get a drink? Well. Let’s see. Hold on a sec. No seriously, just wait. I think you catch my drift. Sure it’s an alright trip maybe once a month to see some obnoxious behavior. If you’re gonna go, I’d suggest a reserved table with a group of your best friendzies and even at that, I’m saying that loosely.

Pretty disgusting.
Obnoxious crowd, obnoxious staff, I got water sprayed on me as part of the «hot girl» dance routine on the bar and couldn’t elbow my way out of there fast enough.
Music loud enough to make my ears bleed.
Once was enough, thanks. Good thing we got in without waiting in the huge line, because I would have been… less than thrilled.