The Strip is a dance-club intersection by nature, so each Friday night is an experiment in crowd control. So Bash, a newish club on Smallman row, has a lot to live up to, especially with a tagline like "What parties grow up to be." Fortunately, it's well on its way; Bash eschews door charges and brings in a range of DJs, attracting a collegiate and recently graduated crowd of mainstream hipsters eager for '80s (and '80s-style) electronica. The expansive dance floor forms an amorphous doughnut around a raised platform for elevated grooving, and a balcony overlooks the two bars serving mixed drinks below. Sweltering dancers can enjoy martinis by the garage-style folding doors, which give the impression of outdoor partying, and the bathrooms are stocked with snacks and managed by uniformed attendants. If parties grow up to be Bash, adulthood isn't too shabby. -- Robert Isenberg (Photo: Fred Betzner)