Live Bar at Golden Nugget

I kept Live Bar’s rating the same. The two factors I wanted to update about pretty much cancel each other out, so I think 3 stars is still appropriate.
The amazing thing is that they’re bringing in really talented live music. Last night they had a band called Star 69, and they were so much fun to listen to. The drummer was flat-​out amazing and the other two guys were so tight in their playing and their harmonies. Anyway.
The other thing I need to expound upon is what I called in my previous review: «young sluts.» This is more of a funny story that I felt like I needed to share.
Boyfriend and I came here to meet friends last night, and we immediately notice this very intoxicated young woman (I’ll guess late 20’s/early 30s, but she looked like she had a lot of miles on her) repeatedly falling on the dance floor. 6 inch heels, and she probably weighed about 100lbs soaking wet. She fell walking to the dance floor, she fell while ON the dance floor, and she fell coming off the dance floor. We have our little laugh, and boyfriend moseys over to the bar for a drink refill. The next thing I know, this heffa is standing behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest!!! HOLD THE PRESSES!!!
I am not a fighter. I have never thrown a punch in my life. Okay I did once, but the guy had it comin’. I especially do not want to fight when I’m having a really great time and trying to get my buzz on. But there are two things you do not do in my presence:
1. Talk about my mama.
2. Put your hands on my man.
I very politely asked this young «lady» to remove her bony fingers from my boyfriend, seeing as I am an only child and everybody knows only children DON’T SHARE. Tell me why she immediately got up in my face with her drunk girl dragon breath talking about «HE WAS STANDING NEAR MY SEAT!!» as she can barely stand up and can’t even focus her eyes. Wow. I hadn’t even finished my first drink, so I’m alternating between laughing at her and informing her that I have a very weak stomach and the noxious fumes coming from her mouth are going to cause me to vomit my very delicious sushi dinner all over her.
At this point, boyfriend is standing between us, separating us, as if this skank wouldn’t have gone right down if I so much as poked her. She was like a weeble, but skinny. So now she has one of those boney hands practically in my face as she’s flipping me off and yelling «f*** you!!! I’m f***ing married!!!»
Really? So you have a husband sitting home somewhere and you’re slutting it up in AC? Classy!!! Luckily some of her friends were not as inebriated as she, and pulled her away, which was good for her.
So Live Bar is still a cool place, and their music scene is getting progressively better. Be still warned, though, the sluts there come in all ages and all gradations of skank.