Deceased: September 2009
Editor's note:
Have you ever heard what the loyal English subjects cry out when the residing British Queen (or one of their pansy succession of kings) dies and the next is appointed? "The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen." Confusing, we know.
To not be outdone by a nation that stops frequently for tea and crumpets, made knickers a fashion item, and haven't done more than cling to the ol' U.S. of A's coattails for the last 50 years, "Lush is dead. Long live The Lobby."
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| Establishment | Lush |  |
| Category | Lounges | |
| Cover charge | None | |
| # of bars | 1 | |
| Happy hour | ||
| Food Served | No | |
| Booze on tap | Great selection of cocktails and wine Beers: Moose Drool, Sierra Nevada, Mac & Jack's African Amber, Stella, Pilsner Urquell, Stone IPA, Widmer Hefeweizen, Blue Moon |
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| Amenities | Garage doors, 4 TVs, | |
| Live music or DJ | DJ | |
| Dance floor | Yes | |
| Average age range | 25-40 | |
| Women to men ratio | 2:1 on an average night | |
| Hook-up potential | You can bring your best game, but don't be surprised if you go home with your tail between your legs. | |
| Added bonus | On nice nights they open the garage doors up for a quasi-outdoors feel and a cool breeze. | |
| Hours | M - F 4 pm - 2 am Sat 7 pm - 2 am Sun 8 pm - 2 am |
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| Location | 760 Main St. | |
| Contact | (208) 342-5874 www.lushboise.com |
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| Parking | Some street parking or use the nearby pay lots or garages. |
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Experience
Yet another attempt to bring a little metropolitan flair to our little corner of the world, Lush evokes strong opinions from those that have chosen to step inside its dimly lit innards. Many feel that the over-stuffed leather couches and modernesque feel lend Lush an air of sophistication. Personally, I think it looks a lot like someone went shopping at Christopher Lowell's last yard sale.
Don't get me wrong, I actually like the joint; for the most part. The staff is very friendly and they make martinis that even I'll drink. During pleasant summer evenings they'll open up the garage door-style windows to let some breeze in and the smoke-laden, overly perfumed body funk out. Trust me, don't dismiss such a nice gesture.
In fact, other than not being able to hear yourself think some nights and about 30 drunken college kids too many, Lush's only real issue in my book is how pretentious its patrons can be. Folks say that Lush is of the same caliber as clubs you'll see in larger cities. True, it is. And so is The Cactus, Ves's, Hannah's and every other bar in town. Having been in clubs from L.A. to New York, from Berlin to London, Lush is better than some, as good as lots of others, and not even close to being as good as many more. For Boise or any other city, Lush is just fine.
Contrary to popular belief, and his four ex-wives, Hugh's middle name is not "Douchebag," "Arse," or "Pocketbook."
