Nightclub review only:
This place is largely designed for old, disgusting, fat, and uncharismatic Persian men to spend time with and money on younger Asian women. It is characterized by lots of sleaze and STDs. There is a large clique of older Iranian men who hang out there regularly and know the owner, Mike, and manager, Paul, and they're all in on the nasty stuff that goes down there.
The atmosphere is akin to a Phuket "Farang" bar with a heavy dosage of Roppongi "Sakura Girl" bar mixed in. Despite all the Thais and Filipinas that frequent the joint in order to hang out with and receive "benefits" from the old Caucasian and MIddle Eastern slobs there, the place actually has a very latent Japanese flavor to it due to the "Enjo Kosai (= Compensated Friendship)" nature of the environment.
The music is good if you don't mind hearing the same repetitive top-40 tracks night in and night out. However, I did prefer the instances when the DJ mixed in larger dosasges of Chinese and Persian tracks. Nonetheless, the music does get repetitive.
There are a lot of people who frequent the place 5-6 nights per week, whch is sort of a scary thing. For the occasional visitor, one may not perceive how things work at BP, but it's largely a joint for the owner and his Persian clique to connect with bimbos and floozies. If you're like me and don't have to spend bucketloads of money to wine and dine the women there to get them to dance and hang out with you, well then you're in for trouble cause the Iranian men get jealous.
These guys will then tell you that the women there "belong" to them and that they "own" them and that you're interfering and boot you out. Yes, those are the exact words they used! This clique of older Iranian men - a segment of society which has never been associated with liberal and progressive thought - likes to keep that place closed off for themselves and is afraid of the competition posed by new guys who show up.
The club atmoshpere is okay except for the fact you're totally under surveillance by this Iranian clique and their management and ownership staff. If you dance with too many women and prevent this clique from getting its perceived entitlements from these women, well then they'll boot you out and tell you that you're not invited back because you're taking all their women. The envious younger bartender, Eric, who wears a hat always gives the stinkeye because he can't string more than two sentences together.
The bar area is a total pick-up area, particularly the corner by the American flag, which is affectionately called "ho corner" because that's where the true "working girls" hang out. For a club that has been implicated in prostitution and drugs, these activities still continue, albeit more discretely. I haven't actually seen any chemicals being passed around but I hear about this often. The compensated friendship and un-nerving stories of boozed up Filipinas at the club then getting taken advantage of by Persian slobs in the back seats of cars parked in adjacent areas after closing time still persist.
As someone who simply enjoys dancing and having a good time and doesn't engage in these sorts of disgraceful activities or with these types of gals, it's sad to see so much sleaze. In fact, the disgusting nature of the environment at the club has basically driven away the white female patrons. So you've got largely East-side, Asian, middle-aged blue collar gals coming there to meet West-side, very old, retired and quasi-retired Caucasian and Persian men. Some of these older men are so far gone that they can't even dance. Many have the charisma of a wall. It's unfortunate to see middle-aged gals who still have their looks and energy and can still dance instead sell themselves for so little there: a few drinks and some meals. Then again, my friends who still go there insist that further transactions take place as well!
Overall, it's a decent place except for the lack of white gals. There are many decent people who go there, mostly because it is a place where older gals and guys can socialize and feel comfortable. The lack of cover charge (which attracts all the Asian "pros" that go there) and cheap drinks are also attractive to many people, coupled with the fact that it's open 6 nights a week and that one can dance there from Wednesday to Sunday. However, the major sleaze factor plus the Iranian clique that monitors and patrols the joint really gets on one's nerves.
Despite the older and supposedly more mature scene there, it sorta feels like a junior high dance cause any popular guy will be monitored closely by the Persian slobs that run the joint. Paul, the manager, seems like a pretty fair guy but he works for a highly-biased and out of touch owner, Mike. However, they all get a cut of the extra-curricular action that goes on there.
So if you're into paying to hang out with Asian floozies and bimbos and like cheap drinks and even cheaper women, this place is definitely for you. read more