Dimples- The First American Karaoke Bar

Owen, Jake, and I have made a Sunday night tradition out of watching Bar Rescue- a show where a guy comes in and saves the day for a failing business owner.  Lately, many of the episodes have been about bars in the LA-Orange County area.  We decided to meet some friends at Dimples, American's first Karaoke bar to see how they were doing after the episode aired.

Take a look at the Dimples episode of Bar Rescue so you can follow along.....

Bar Rescue- Dimples

This is Jon Taffer! He has successfully managed over 800 bars in his day. Long story short- he knows what he is doing and if you don't listen to him, his icy eyes of disappointment will make you feel like an inadequate human being right before he fires you!

He is all business- I imagine this is the look he would have on his face when he saw that all of his hard work was for not...

or maybe this....

Of course, those facial expressions could only be paired with a "what are you doing, are you an idiot!?" or two to really capture the mood.

I would say that our faces say it all in this picture.  We found the only bar, that I know of (in the entire WORLD), that requires a reservation.  So, we played the ignorance card, because we really didn't know any better and awkwardly waited while they tried to find somewhere to stick us.  Also, boys are not allowed to wear hats. For the boys from MT who just got done playing golf, that was a biggie.

As you've seen in the episode, one of the problems with Dimples is that it is really more of a museum than it is a bar.  There are giant old cameras everywhere that make it really hard to move around. Apparently, when the episode aired, they had cleared the bar of all of the junk to allow room for new customers which would eventually lead to thousands more dollars a month in sales. By the looks of things, there are more cameras than there are tables to sit, and the owner is one dead rat away from a hoarding disorder.

Another thing that was not going so well for Dimples, was that the owner, bless his lecherous old heart, was kind of a pervy old man. We saw him and I wanted to go talk to him- at least get a picture, but he kept poppin' around and was working the mic.

Ultimately, Dimples was a disappointment.  We decided to meet up at the Corner Bar-no reservations AND the boys could wear their hats...AND fried pickles!