one of my favorite, personal things about da club, is the lower bar. i love that feel you get when walking down the stairs and how the mood of the entire building changes into some bizarre underground, la or other western california city people milling around with semi caring stares your direction then back into their own worlds of whatever. plus i love the fact that at any time of the super packed upstairs bar, uhmm how about no, experience, i can mosey on down into another life, order a dogfish head on draft with no lines, with only interesting people to wonder about as i wait, for my beer from a super nice and darn tooting good looking bartender, which is awesome.