Homme

The fact that this dumpy looking converted house on Camelback has 25+ reviews really says something about this place. Even if most people cannot pronounce the name properly (I took French in high school).
Even after closing the upstairs they were able to make this a happening little club.
Retro and Beyond was good, albeit held once a month.
Wednesday nights had the same regulars but the most amazing thing to me on Wednesdays was that there was one person on staff for the whole night.
There was no bouncer, there was just the short little girl bartender.
When skirt boy spilled his beer on the dancefloor (a common occurrence for him) she’d have to come out from the bar and mop.
I kept waiting for a fight or skirmish to break out and see her turn into bouncer too.
In reality Wednesdays worked really well because people were there for the music and for the people. There was no posturing or imaging or testosterone displays.
I can’t speak for French Kiss or the gay and lesbian events this place had, but Wednesdays and Retro and Beyond Saturdays worked well.
Probably the most unique Halloween party I’ve been to as well.
They decorated the place and changed the entrance from the front to the rear. It was so once I got inside I didn’t recognize where I was or how to get to the dancefloor.
Sorry to see the club go.

Homme was great while it lasted… cheap drinks, great music and a huge variety of people. Lots of hot goth chicks. Place was often really busy on Tuesday and Wednesday nights, too.
Too bad, it closed on Nov 27^th. :(

One of my favorite neighborhood bars. Casual and low-​key, but does tend to get down quite a bit. I have been there with my ex Billy Bob, but he prefers the bitter bite of martini. However, we would get happily sloshed there and the décor is quite artistic. I can’t really tell if I liked it so much because I was in love with him and all, or it was actually the place. Better give the place props just to be sure!!!

it is so incredibly easy to get dance-​happy wasted in this friday night boogie spot.
last night they offered $ 1 tootsie roll shots. i think we managed to get three in the mere 30 minutes they were offered. sometime after the third shot, my conversation with the bartender went something like this:
me: «um, can i get another shot, but not that tootsie roll thingy?»
bartender: «no.»
me: «so that’s the only shot for $ 1?»
bartender: «yes.»
me: «you can’t just give me something else? please?»
bartender: «no.»
me: «ok. fine. another one.»
bartender: «no. that was only for ½ an hour.»
me: «what. the fuck.»
are you the freaking shot nazi?
whatever, they have $ 2 cans of pbr that will get you piss-​ass drunk. i think they’re more alcoholic at homme than anywhere else. or maybe it was just all of those tootsie roll shots. the music is fantazmo, probably the best place to here electro house music. the dance floor gets a little thin during some points in the night, but buy the dj a pbr and he will play something rad like la roux’s «in for the kill» (skream’s let’s get ravey remix) and people will make their way back on to get down.

I generally come here on Fridays for Party Foul. To be honest, if I didn’t have friends that were regulars here I probably wouldn’t come that much. The down side to this place is that on Fridays it’s über-​packed and on the weekdays it’s dead. If you’re down with the hipster crowd, this is the place to be at.
The DJ’s are all pretty solid and the music genre fits the scene. The only thing about this that gets a little old is that they never really play anything new and it’s all electroclash, dance remixes, et al. I moved back from LA a few months ago it’s weird seeing the hipster scene there and what it is in Phoenix. Not to say that Party Foul/​Homme is an all hipster crowd, because it is a pretty decent mix of people, but I think that it is a very consciously «hip» crowd. It just gets old seeing those who you knew dug through every piece of clothing at a vintage place just to find the right piece of Gecko Hawaii clothing or faded sweater that has something to the effect of «World’s Best Grandpa» printed across it.
You really only have two choices at this place really: stay hot and breathe the sweat of others inside or be hot (depending on the season) and breathe the smoke of others outside on the patio.
Overall, I’m not knocking Homme. It’s a great dance spot and a great place to hang out with friends. All the discomforts mentioned earlier are part of the experience and the crowd so if it’s not for you it’s just not.

Word is if your over 30 and especially gay stay out! This place used to be a fun place to go to the top floor to chat with locals but now it’s just another kiddy bar, but at least you will see every style imaginable known to man from the long haired hippie looking guy, to the flash gordon complete with leather vest and wavy hair, to the girl with tubes sticking out of her head, I even saw fake Golden Monkey fur!
They had a possy taking photos there for guests in a stage setting but the top was cornered off, after waiting for about 5 min in line to go to the men’s bathroom, a «manager» looking guy, told the guy in front of me, «after this guy in front goes in post these signs on both doors» It was a «broken do not use sign» the guy in front made this lame ass excuse that the bathrooms are in need of repair. I thought Hmmm very strange apparently they must have this as common practice after 11PM to just shut off access to bathrooms. I am sorry HOmme you aint no hommie and you done me wrong!!!
(p.s. finally took a leak at the abandoned beefeaters down the street)

Homme is my favorite bar.
I was disappointed when they took down the rainbow flag from outside, though. Now when you show up to support your favorite bartenders and DJ’s there’s far too many straight boys staring hungrily for this queer girls comfort. I’m glad Homme keeps its arms wide open for everyone… gay/​straight/​bi/​scenster/​hippie/​goth/​young/​old blah blah blah… but Homme is a gay bar at heart!
Most of the bartenders are awesome. If you’re respectful and generous they will return the favor.
The music varies throughout the week. Party Foul Fridays bump electro, Resurrection Wednesdays will give you industrial and 90’s alt. The music, regardless of the day of the week, is sure to offer a breath of fresh air to anyone sick of and annoyed by typical club music.
Come to dance and people watch. Watch out if you drive there, though. Cars get smashed into in the parking lot sometimes, and cops like to hang out near by to catch you trying to drive home!
Edit: I took away a star because of how much fun I did NOT have last night at Party Foul. Where did all those Scottsdale bitches come from? Why were all those boys standing around on the dance floor when I was trying to dance? Why did that new door guy give me a hard time when nobody else did? Arg! It might be time to find a Friday night place that hasn’t been infested with the masses yet :(

What they said. Party Foul is great, drinks are cheap but slow, crowd is probably the best in the valley.

Good place to hang out on a friday night, lots of good looking girls and guys, who dance to some funky home made mixes, remixed with known popular music to give it a funky step in your foot. Has a little of a sketchy feel, the dance floor is a someone’s old living room. It feels like a house party that hasn’t stopped since Camelback became a road. The house is a hundred years old atleast just needs some architects and designers to get their hands on it to make it 5 out of 5.

This review is for Friday nights — an event called Party Foul.
As the website says… «bloghouse/​bmore/​remixes/​hip hop/​retro/​hyphy/​straight up fuckin bangers all night»
If you like that loud new school dance-​punk indie-​electro techno-​infused music that goes beep-​beep and a hyperactive, slightly crazed party crowd, this night is for you.
I invited a friend recently, who asked what the crowd was like… Here is the convo:
Friend: «what type of crowd?»
Me: «Hipsters homos dance music scenesters trannies drug addicts drunk people and assorted perverts.»
Me: «You’ll love it.»
Friend: «oh yes… my type of peeps.»
If you found that amusing and intriguing as opposed to totally repulsive, go. You’ll thank me later.

Here it lies. The nail that beckoned the proverbial banhammer.
Though it was more like a breakup than a banning, I guess. It was done discretely, over breakfast at Waffle House. After I had footed the bill, that is.
You broke my heart, Homme. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to trust another club again.

Just the Facts, Ma’am; A no nonsense list about Homme:
Pros:
* It’s usually clean.
* Pool table.
* Smoking patio.
* Shiny stuff in the ceiling.
* Cheap-​ish drinks, depending when you go.
* Not hard to get a bartender’s attention (except on event nights)
Cons:
* This place is tiny/​cramped.
* Homme lacks a cohesive identity and changes it’s vibe as often as some girls change those Days of the Week panties.
* Event nights are dangerously packed — We’re talking hard core claustrophobia induced panic attacks.
* Oh hi, can we have more bathrooms?
* Slow nights are slowww. Like slowcat is slow.
* Parking on event nights blows. You’re better off with a taxi.
* This spot is way too hetero to be a gay bar.
* This less than glowing review may get me banned.*
*I hear that’s been happening, although that’s NOT confirmed. Maybe we can consider this an experiment. Unilocalers need to be free to Unilocal the truth.

My homme away from home.
No attitudes
Great bartenders
Awesome owners
Great music
Gay, straight, bi, lesbian… whatever you are… it’s all here.
I’ve never felt unwanted or uncomfortable here.

I went thier on a new wave night. I dont drink so its hard to find somewhere gay that I can enjoy sober. They had bitchin 80’s music and had a good guy/​girl ratio. Some were straight but I like that, its nice when breeders what to hang out just for the fact that they wnat to hang out and dont care if your gay/​straight.
They also have a pool table wich is a rare find in gay clubs in az.
I liked it :)

OK, let me start out by saying that I loved Johnny Mac’s, the old gay bar that used to be here. The boys were super sweet to us, the drinks more than stellar, and the happy hour spread on Fridays was tasty and kept those strong bourbon and cokes from completely kicking my ass.
Homme, I liked from the start. Great drinks, nice bartenders, good DJ’s with different nights. Loved going in on a Saturday to dance with all the mo’s, goths, emos, hookers and hood rats. Nice mix of real people, getting their groove on.
Lately tho, the music is not as tight, and the scenesters are so cool I am suprised they can let themselves be seen dancing.
I will stil go there cuz I have friends who work there and it’s still a good time, but it seems to have lost its luster for me.

Oddly, Stevey and I went to the same party and had very different views.
Homme’s drinks are cheap when they’re on special. The bartender really pissed me off by charging me $ 1 for a vodka drink at 10:45 p.m. and charging me $ 4 for the same drink at 11:02 p.m.
It’s not my fault you’re slow, and I just tipped you $ 2 for the previous drink. Would it kill you to cut me some slack?
French Kiss is a pretty weak party. It doesn’t come close to Faux Show at Glam, its direct competitor.
Also, Stevey noted the diversity at Homme. I call it a lack of identity. The bar lacks a distinct character, and the crowd reflected it. It was too hetero to be gay, too mainstream to be edgy and too unattractive to be fashionable.
I doubt I’ll hit Homme again unless its for a goth/​industrial night.

Due to Camelback Construction, beware of the meandering path to Homme Lounge. You’ll find Homme Lounge on the North side of the street (just east of 7^th Ave) — well advertised with its bright, large sign. Parking, on any normal night, is not a problem. I can’t speak to their French Kiss Fridays, for I found myself there on the Saturday before Halloween.
Cover is $ 5 and the dress code is relaxed, thankfully! The doorman was your «standard» friendly — polite, nice, welcoming. So was the bartender. I think he called me «sweetie.» Ordering my beer was a cinch, for I was one of few patrons there before 11 p.m. Prices for a bottled import are reasonable.
Right when you walk in, you take in the entire «lounge» in a single blink. There’s not much to this place, although it is inviting. It reminded me of past favorite hangouts in other cities. I liked how it was pretty dark — the closer you got to the dance area, the darker the room. Perfect for me. I claimed a table in the corner and grooved to the ambient house/​breaks music. Soon, after one beer down, I stood up to dance. Nobody was really dancing that night, but that didn’t stop me. I figured they just wanted to «lounge.» True to form, there are mirrors on the wall. Personally, I don’t like to watch myself dance — it kind of creeps me out. I prefer to just see my shadow cast against the wall.
Like I said, it was the Saturday before Halloween. Centaurs, Croc hunters, Satan and Supermarket Sweep contestants could be found here. It was quite the mix of people. Shortly after 11 p.m., the front part of the «lounge» filled up… just enough for patrons began to trickle closer to me. (I shared dance space with a Centaur. How many people can say that?!)
In conclusion, I understand the draw of this place, especially during an event or regular special night. It’s the kind of place you go with friends. I don’t mind going out solo — especially if there’s a spot for me to dance — but I found myself bored after about an hour there. I can’t really blame the establishment for this, yet I do minus a star (and end up with a 3-​star rating) because there weren’t more people here that night. (It’s not like it was a Wednesday, after all.)
As for the area, I felt completely comfortable going solo and had no problem walking to my car around 1 a.m. Knowing that, I will be back to Homme, probably some Friday night so I can see if the hype of French Kiss really is more than just hype.

4.5 stars. There’s something weirdly charming about Homme. Not sure if it’s the cheap drinks, the crowd, the converted two-​story house layout, the Central Phoenix club circuit regulars, or the fact that it’s constantly evolving — adding DJs/​nights seemingly all the time.
I went here the other night for Friday’s relocated French Kiss newwave/​indie/​punk/​electro dance party and have to say it was a blast. I had been here a few times before — once on a Thursday night with Bonnie, once for Tuesday night karaōke, and even when it was a creepy old fogey gay bar a few years ago.
The space is just right for the dance party, and the upstairs DJ/​dancefloor area lends itself well to those who are seeking an added bonus — in this case, deep house. The décor here is OK, nothing special, really — although it is more brightly lit, and brightly painted than it used to be. Lots of nooks and crannies here and an intimidating narrow spiral staircase, which is good if you get bored with conventional spaces.
The crowd is diverse (gay, straight, black, white, brown, whatevs) and depending on the night it’s crawling with hipsters, club kids and electro/​new wave/​indie/​tribal/​house/​breakbeat aficionados. These are the types of people who go somewhere for the music and could give an eff about anything else. With the clientele and music selection, Homme has the feel of a more cosmopolitan LA/​SF dance club, but without the attitude.
Homme will be seeing more of Stevey, no doubt.

Homme is part of what I would call «New Phoenix» or «Anti-​Scottsdale». The drinks are cheap, the music is good and the crowd is friendly. Its got a house party vibe and I mean that in the best possible way. Did I mention that the crowd is friendly? Like seriously friendly. Everytime I gone to Homme I’ve ended up partying with complete strangers.

I first off gotta say that I loved the resident DJ here. He was so personable, friendly, and able to really mix and flow, and read the room. He used vinyl and the computer instead of some «djs» who just use their I-​Pod. I prefer to call them «Song-​Listers» than «DJs». Goldfrapp, Peaches, Air, She Wants Revenge, Hot Chip, I mean he was just on. And that was with a chill ambiance since it wasn’t packed.
Got here on a Thursday night around 11:30 after figuring out how to park w/​horrible light rail construction to a pink-​lit low ceilinged bar with a pretty interesting clientele. The bartender was sweet and the drinks were cheap and strong (the holy parameter for boozin). We took a seat at the bar-​the other tables were high round ones with stools. The décor was mish-​mashed, but there were some nice art pieces here.
After grabbing a second (college students, you get a discount!), we wandered past a small alcove hosting a pool game and up steep winding stairs to a smaller bar upstairs (I felt very Alice in Wonderland at this point) with another DJ spinning (more like pop and rock stuff-​weezer was blaring when we walked in). The crowd is similar to George&Dragon, Rogue, Caseys, Time Out-​whizzevah. Younger, looking to get their smoke and drink on-​and the bartender is the barback from Bikini Lounge, just so you have an idea.
Our desire for hip hop let us out of here after that second drink-​the crowd was mellow and not dancing and we had to catch the funk and ride it, you know how that goes…