The Coconut Teaszer, a gaudy, pink stucco landmark on one of West Hollywood's busiest corners, Sunset and Crescent Heights, has something of a split personality: By day, it's a barbecue restaurant serving ribs, chicken, corn-on-the-cob and coleslaw to local business people and out-of-work actors. By night, it transforms into one of Los Angeles' hottest music clubs, coming alive with almost cultish energy. On weekends, lines to get in often stretch a block down Sunset.
Go to Teaszer in the late evening, after 10:30 p.m. when things really start to jump and you'll notice that nights at this club have a Jekyll and Hyde quality too.
Bird-Bath Sized Drinks
Half of its labyrinthine interior is a rather lame, neon-flooded bar where a disc jockey plays top 40 hits like "Rock Steady" and old favorites like "That's the Way (I Like It)" while the over-30 crowd huddles around the bar, clutching bird-bath size drinks and shouting conversation. The really brave can be seen on the sawdust-covered dance floor just adjacent to the bar, dancing to these tunes and trying to work off the extra-large slab of ribs they probably had for dinner.
And yet, there's something almost Republican about this side of Teaszer. People wear hot but "safe" fashions that look like they were bought at a Westside boutique. My companion, a budding rock singer, pointed out two or three people who work in the record industry, including a well-heeled producer. You get the feeling there might even be a business deal in progress.