Lupos Heartbreak Hotel is located in lovely downtown Providence Rhode Island.
Lupos is the most repulsive venue I have ever entered.
I have been actively going to ‘rock’ clubs since I was 11 years old. That’s a long time. I have been in clubs where junkies shoot up at the bar, vomit on the floor and continue dancing and where girls perform acts of intimacy while the 1-2-3-4 of a punk band goes on just feet away.
I have seen blood and snot and piss and Lord knows what other fluids fly across the room in some of the most horrific FearNet visions ever.
Yet Lupos wins this ‘award’ hands down.
Bathed in red light Lupos reeks of rot and mold. Its a wonder anyone can breathe in there. Years of stale sweat and beer have saturated every nuance of this hell pit.
3 floors I think. That’s how many I was brave enough to travel. It reminds me alot of the squats I frequented back in my Village days. Decaying floorboards, broken rails. All in this almost surreal red light
The huge chandeliers are mocking, its like the Disney Haunted House but its not intentional its not kitche is freakin just there. Its so disturbing I was texting Iman how bad the scene here was.
The above photo was taken from the VIP line. Looks like I’m headed to the lamb slaughter if you ask me.
The staff of this venue is the most rude and disgusting crew I have ever encountered. EVER. Mr Security on floor 2, manged to call me a ‘f*kn C*nt’, reason? He wanted me to find a seat.
Are you kidding me? Literally 3 min standing and that was my greeting. He reeked of booze. What a pig.
I did make my way around. How it works is main floor is a giant room with tiers 3 I think. Filled with Rhode Islands most quality thugs. Its so dark that unless you squint you’d never realize how truly gross the patrons are. Drunk, sweaty, dirty just vile. Floor 2 is ‘reserved’ seating and floor three is ‘general admission seating’. Basically just auditorium rows like a puke filled movie house. I am 100% sure those seats are saturated in human secretions, if ya know what I mean.
Keep in mind I’m no suburban princess, I love this stuff I adore that dirty element but this? This was a visit to Satan’s bowel.
I tried to do a little research on the place. Tried to find out exactly what this building was. The Magpie stated it was the perfect location for an 80 year old crack whores birthday party.
The red velvet urine and beer stained couches and booths prove her correct. It does have a brothel feel to it. These pics taken with my blackberry wont even begin to show the aura of the gunk and puke this hell hole holds dear.
But I’m not here for the ambiance, I’m here for the music.
Lupos scores some pretty awesome acts. Rhode Island, the postage stamp state is lucky to have it.
The sound system is fantastic, the stage large and narrow. There are no lines of site.
The one staff member who I almost hugged for being human explained there really are no ‘good’ sites and then suggested I use my elbows and a ‘few strategic knee kicks’, to get to the barricades for photo’s of the band.
Um.. that would require me actually touching these zombies.
We made an effort, we did. To walk down this Dawn of the Dead drunk stinking crowd to get to the stage, but at mid point realized if we actually got down there- we would have to salmon swim OUT of it.
We chose to skip it. Google images I’m sure there are some good ones.
Lupos is tied in some way to Toads Place in New Haven. They share alot of acts and link each others websites.
Both have outstanding bookings. I will always chose Toads first.
But now? Well, after the ‘C’ word thrown at me I’m thinking I wont be back to Lupos.
I should most likely go get a blood test to see if I contracted something like Hep last night.
Filthy dirty rock clubs are dangerous and sexy. There is a line that turns them from ‘dive’ to ‘urinal’ then theres another lower line, that Lupos Heartbreak Hotel crossed.
Doesn’t Rhode Island have a board of health? And doesn’t this place have a manger?
Cuz if so, both of them are too drunk to see whats going on in there.