First of all, I'd like to say that I shall try to give as objective of a review as I can and to point out both the pluses and minuses of the place, because it wasn't all bad. I went to Big Fish Pub with a group of friends from another bar. The place is in a pretty nasty, run down storefront and the female server looked almost completely tattooed from head to toe, just to illustrate the ambiance. The service was a bit slow considering the place was somewhat sparsely populated (after midnight). The music sound level in the venue was about 10,000 times too loud. Public health hazard warning: Do not go there without ear plugs unless you want to totally fry your hearing. When I was singing karaoke on stage, the volume was so loud that I was totally screaming my lungs out, but couldn't even hear myself sing over the destructive volume. It was supposed to be karaoke night, but instead the D.J. and the live karaoke band members proceeded to hog over 2/3 of it, by singing and playing sometimes long, unaccompanied and unremarkable drum solos that finally resulted in our leaving. There was no room to fit in the room with the D.J.'s ego. The whole thing was about him and the live band members, not about the paying customers getting to sing karaoke. I and this one babe from our group got to sing, but two others didn't, and they paid a ton of money for drinks while there. Customers got to pay $14 per pitcher for Pabst Blue Ribbon, but then some of them didn't get to sing at all, because those guys were hogging the whole show. My buddy was extremely pissed, because over the course of the night he bought two large pitchers of beer, two shots of Fireball Cinnamon Whiskey and a can of Red Bull. For this he paid $48. The purportedly drunk owner verified the price for this, but said that my buddy should have been charged $52 instead. There was room to dance in the place, but mostly it was just our group that was dancing. The light show on the floor was pretty cool. I had a blast singing karaoke on stage and it rocked the house, so much so, that the DJ wouldn't even acknowledge me after that, when I tried to submit another song. Apparently it stole his mojo. We finally left after the second drum solo that was going on without any other accompaniment. The place was 10,000 times too loud and way too expensive.