The Cinch

Good Drinks, Karokee is good. nice little hideaway bar. Kelly one of the main bartenders is a great dude. only thing preventing 5 stars. NEED NEW BALLS/​POOL STICKS. atleast let us set up a donations jar for that.

The Cinch is hidden behind a gas station and Metro PCS. So you really have to pay attention, especially at night, when you’re driving on Florin/​Power Inn looking for this hidden spot.
I only visited this place because my hubby’s best friend is the security guard here. I noticed several people standing outside the entrance smoking cigarettes and talking quietly to each other. Once I walked in, I heard a man singing totally off-​key to an old country song. When I saw the singer, he was swaying while holding a beer and glaring at a karaōke machine. Even though the music was deafening, people continued to dance, head bob a little, and loudly order drinks. The bartender, oh I forgot his name, was patient and attentive to his customers. The signs hanging at the bar kept me amused for a few minutes. «Beer! Helping ugly people get laid!» Classic! The customers looked like they were in their early 50s and late 40s. I felt a bit out of place because I did not see anyone younger than 35 or around my age group. However, the men in there were respectful and the ladies were very friendly to me.
There are two pool tables and a little yard for smokers to hang out. This place is kind of small but I loved it here because there was absolutely no drama and no fighting. It was just people hanging out, drinking, singing off key, dancing, and enjoying themselves.
p. s. The bathrooms need help. It was nasty! If I was a guy, I’d be standing outside in the parking lot pissing.

What do I want the most on my first single valentine’s day in 8 years? A dark, unfamiliar dive bar where I can drown my fresh sorrows and not risk running into anyone I know. Whatdyaknow, this bar seems obscure and is close to my office… The Cinch will work in a pinch!
Classic dive bar– providing a dark little hidey-​hole away from the bright midday sun, and thankfully far enough away from downtown to be free of the trendy/​hipster element. (If anything, the few other customers were looking at me as the trendy youngster.) There *were* little non-​dive details that intrigued me… I certainly don’t know of any other dives that have a mini kareoke stage, are playing Cougar Town on the bar TV and have FIVE seperate flavors of Kaluha behind the bar. Good stuff– I’ll be back.

Thanks Melanie D for introducing me to this place. Now, I have the itch… the Cinch itch. I know someday soon it will need to be scratched again. Maybe by some Cat Scratch Fever on the scaryoake machine.
The beautiful and well mannered Australian Shepard was there. His master gave him the wonderful name of «Potlicker». The sleeveless t-​shirt guy who sounds like he grew up in Kansas was there but he states he is an Elk Grove native. If you need any karaōke tips he will be sure to give them to you. He might even sing a bad ass version of «Falling in Love with You.» I was a lucky gal that night.
Until we meet again Cinch. Keep the music loud, the pool tables cookin and the back door patio lit. I might just be back to blow everyone away with my version of Stevie Nick’s «Stand Back.» The boyfriend swears he will do «Take on Me» by A-​ha. You will never be the same again :)