If you’re over 30 and playing beer pong in a bar, it’s definitely time to reevaluate things.
There are two O’Brien’s in Santa Monica -- one where you push your way through a crowded bar to get to a hotter-than-hell back room to see a probably-terrible band with a definitely-terrible sound mix, and the other where you dodge punches from an inevitable bar fight over something impeccably dumb. BOTH are places you’re no longer allowed in.
Oh you wanna be crowded and yelled at by UCLA bros while eating fried food and making your way through a labyrinthine abyss? NOPE, sorry. Forbodden.