The Gay Ranchero

Ooooo la la I just love wearing my leather chaps

Unsavory gay character land deep in the heart of Downtown…
Apparently this place has at least two Unilocal aliases (The New Jalisco Bar and Jalisco Inn Number Two but both with the same address) haha…
Is there any real reason to believe the clientele will change much here from night to night? NO…
There’s no doubt this is a gay bar as there is a rainbow flag outside…
Dancer # 1 Mr. Zapateado: This guy really, really got into his dancing. Whenever he grew tired or missed a beat he would pause and wait for the right moment to start dancing again. He was timing his dance moves to the beat. Kind of like a surfer waiting for a wave to ride haha!!! It was a combo of Mexican ranchero zapateados and the beat of his own drum. Zapateado dancing is like that done for the Mexican hat dance for those of you who are not Mexican. Yes, he was dancing this to current dance hits… not to banda, nortenyas, quebraditas, etc… Maybe they were still playing in his head. This guy was falling over here and there. Pretty drunk. He was wearing pointy boots and a hoodie. He was proud of wearing his hoodie over his head and made sure it was on regardless of his frenetic and even aggressive dance style.
Dancer # 2The Diva: This guy was doing his own version of Juan Gabriel prancing/​dancing. Not a pretty site. This guy was falling over drunk too.
Dancer # 3 and 4 (Los Tios Panzones) «The Chubby Uncles»: Sombreros and big beer bellies… Wow!!! Some of us have uncles that look like this. NO, I don’t want to watch uncle Pastacio dance… ugh!!!
Non dancer # 5 The aggressive Drunk Guy: This guy had a really snugly fitting cap tightly pulled over his head. It was covering the beadiest eyes ever. He came over to our booth UNINVITED and sat down. He proceeded to grab a random bottle someone else had left there and play with it and lightly bang it on the table in a drunk out of his mind way while staring at us fixedly now and then. He was so drunk he even mouthed the random bottle a couple of times. Blech…
The drinks are not particularly cheap… and it is not really a full bar. On this particular occasion the bartender told me to wait a while for her to get the tequila I requested. It seems the bar mostly serves beer.
If you would like to run into this unsavory menagerie do so at your own risk… they appeared to be locals. Surely you will run into them the night you walk in here…
The only thing worth mentioning about this place is the big white erect plaster penis hanging proudly over the bar area. Come here so you can see it.

this place is amazing. Totally underground feel. The only negative thing i can say about this place is that they only serve a wide selection of beer and wine, no cocktails. But I enjoy beer so it’s fine. Also, they serve you popcorn or chips by request.
The architecture is quite exciting. The review on top of me doesn’t know what he’s talking about, I mean he went to the New Jalisco Bar on an artwalk night… of course you’re not going to experience this place for what it is. Just another face in an out of towner kind of night.
That is all. au revoir.

Dirty…
That’s the first thing I thought of when I walked into this place last night. I was in town for the final Artwalk of the summer and one of my friends mentioned he would be here at the end of the night. As we walked in we noticed there was a bunch of random people there? (Im guessing due to the artwalk festival.) It was a random crowd?
The music was okay. nothing special. The DJ is located all the way in back and he’s spinning everything from trance, to dance. The backroom, aka patio… looks like a dark room that’s filled with smoke. The look is dark, but seedy… Somewhere you do not want to sit…
Overall… the place is dump!

Every 2^nd Thursday of the month after the Artwalk, Jalisco Inn becomes a little less TJ Trashy and a little more Downtown Hipster. Wander in before 10:30pm and you’ll probably avoid the $ 5 cover, but you’ll be bored for an hour waiting for everyone to show up. But then BAM! Wall to wall people.
Beer and wine only, and a cash bar.
Music was okay… I was hoping for more ranchero music, considering the name. Come to think of it, I was hoping for more gay rancheros.
I’m officially over the whole gay guys with beards thing, and you should be too. Stop the madness and shave already. I get it: you want to look all manly and stuff, but you’re not fooling anyone mary, especially once you start squealing about that new Lady Gaga mix you heard last night.
Repeat after me: butch in the streets, femme in the sheets.