Wrongbar
| 1279 Queen Street West, Toronto |
5 tarieven
5.20/10.00 |
Wrongbar op de kaart
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Mark Bullock (26.08.2016 17:24)
Maybe it was Foxygen, maybe the venue, but the sound was horrible. Too small for some of the bands and DJs brought in.
Maybe it was Foxygen, maybe the venue, but the sound was horrible. Too small for some of the bands and DJs brought in.
Tasman Richardson (30.06.2016 16:05)
A close friend got drugged here. Had to carry her out. Watch your drinks.
A close friend got drugged here. Had to carry her out. Watch your drinks.
Miguel Huber (17.09.2015 06:36)
Love it here! Recently refomed and still need to get use to the changes but over all the music is amazing and the place is always packed. First Friday of every month
Love it here! Recently refomed and still need to get use to the changes but over all the music is amazing and the place is always packed. First Friday of every month
Aaron Sutton (10.08.2013 00:00)
I've had some fun here for sure. Normally go during TIFF or other festival as Wrong Bar seems to always get the 4am last call. Went one time for Radical Underground Bingo or whatever it was called and had a lot of fun. Have also waited in insanely long lines to get in, which always turns me off of a place. Not a bad night out.
I've had some fun here for sure. Normally go during TIFF or other festival as Wrong Bar seems to always get the 4am last call. Went one time for Radical Underground Bingo or whatever it was called and had a lot of fun. Have also waited in insanely long lines to get in, which always turns me off of a place. Not a bad night out.
Francis Mikel (20.01.2013 23:10)
My dear fiend organized a night out with a bunch of us to hit up Wrong Bar on Queen West saturday night, as she knew the DJ playing. We are faced by three deadpan door people. The blonde female states "You are not on the list." meanwhile Leeay is texting and calling the DJ in an attempt to just get us in. I say, "Well, do you even have her name right?" So I spell it for her. I look into her dead eyes. She says "No, Not on the list." I look over at her door colleagues, dead eyes. Nothing. So I finally let her hear it "How can it not be on the list, when she specifically called to be on the list, she knows the DJ, she's texting him right now, how hard is it to put names on a list? That's all you have to do and you can't even do that? Really?"
Exchanging words with nightlife door people is useless, yet I'm amused by their inadequacy to do a job that doesn't require any brain power. Get it together.
My dear fiend organized a night out with a bunch of us to hit up Wrong Bar on Queen West saturday night, as she knew the DJ playing. We are faced by three deadpan door people. The blonde female states "You are not on the list." meanwhile Leeay is texting and calling the DJ in an attempt to just get us in. I say, "Well, do you even have her name right?" So I spell it for her. I look into her dead eyes. She says "No, Not on the list." I look over at her door colleagues, dead eyes. Nothing. So I finally let her hear it "How can it not be on the list, when she specifically called to be on the list, she knows the DJ, she's texting him right now, how hard is it to put names on a list? That's all you have to do and you can't even do that? Really?"
Exchanging words with nightlife door people is useless, yet I'm amused by their inadequacy to do a job that doesn't require any brain power. Get it together.
