Gold Mine Saloon

Listen. I went here last night. It wasn’t a good idea. I use the credit card and I didn’t check the wrap you up reviews. I wish I had because MY friend got called an idiot for not knowing math even though he taught math. The Unilocal review tells me to put mustard on this review. I’ll put some catch up on that too. I went to Bisgard all the condiments.
If you’re still meeting you at your trooper but you have to listen to me and my friend you got called an idiot because we are not idiots. We are smart people. We got called idiots because we waited 10 minutes for our credit cards. While they serve other people, that’s why I know punctuation, I forgot I lost my train of thought.
TL;DR: if you absolutely must go here don’t use a credit card.

I always have a good time here when I’m in town. I wish they were open every night. Russell the bartender is great.

I don’t mind paying cover to get in anywhere, but when it’s a trashy bar, it disappoints. Don’t use credit cards here, they hold your ID and it takes 10 minutes for them to get your card back to you. I prefer nice, clean bars with decent cocktails, unless you just turned 21 and want to get trashed off of Bourbon, try other spots.

Went last night for first time. Had a blast. Staff was wonderful, music varied for all types of people. Will go back again!

I would rank this place higher but the dj on Saturday night is the worst. He looks like an insurance salesman phone marketer and he plays the worst music. Abba? Sweet Caroline? He refuses to play anything close to the year 2015 which is really unfortunate because that is what people really want to hear. Really wish they would get another dj or at least remind the dj to play something close to this decade or century or get him to host a separate 80s night.

This is a place people have been going to dance all night for as long as I can remember. But the music can be a little bit lame. I think they don’t want to attract the wrong crowd, so they intentionally throw in some top ten radio hits from the 90s to keep things from getting too crunk. You will have fun, but tomorrow you will wake up with the shame of knowing you were twerking to the Spice Girls. And your soul will bear it forever.

I went here with some local gals and some best friends. Apparently this is the local spot, and I gotta say it was pretty awesome. Perfect size and pretty good drank.

Like many others have posted, I thought the $ 3 cover charge for entering what looks like a garage or basement was a joke. Your $ 2.50 domestic beer suddenly morphs into $ 4.50 just because you are in the Gold Mine. I had heard that GM leaned more towards 80’s music but found the DJ to be very patchy and inconsistent with the mix. Some abysmal dance music played whilst I was there. Don’t expect much.

I’m not big on ragging on bars that have high influx of drunk people from Bourbon street. I know they have a crap ton of people coming in, but this bar specifically was the worst.
I went with a group of friends on Saturday night. Relatively packed with a 5 dollar cover. First mistake.
Moved to the bar where there’s a $ 20 minimum on all credits cards. Second mistake.
The bartenders. I requested a «royal f***». A pretty typical shot. To which he replied he didn’t know how to make. I told him crown royal, orange schnapps, cranberry. He then snapped, «this ain’t your college bar». Mind you, I’m 27. He then poured us two shots of Jameson and said «I think this is pretty sweet». No thanks dude.
Lastly, the automatic tip they add to your final bill… yeah.
Look somewhere else to go. This place was lacking in customer service and serves drinks with a side of smirk and main dish of eye roll.

They won’t give you a cup of tap water– they make you buy a bottle. That level of cheapness is enough to deter me from going anywhere.

Hey I had a great time at the bar last night, but I left my ID and credit card. I leave New Orleans on Tuesday and I know you’re not open until Wednesday. Is there anything you all can do to help my stuff back and get home?! I’ll do anything! I tried calling the number but no luck yet. Thank you in advance!

SCAM.
Been all over the world and havent been to a place like this.
Over priced/​charged if you open a tab.
They hold your ID to open a tab and wont give it back yill you sign or threatened to get kicked out
Not worth the time. Go down the street where theres plenty to choose from.
Low life bartenders not getting anywhere in life who are out to scam local people.

The door people are clearly swinging dicks by all the people that want to be them. They have an idea that they run the show and they have no idea what truly pays their bills.
The street manager who tells them to shut doors is a huge baller. His little headset is the tits, you definitely want one. And don’t try to exit the front door, they’ll go full Ferguson, MO on your ass. Because they can and you live to present them money and smiles.
The bartenders will yell at you and throw ice at you if you leave the bar $.50 short of your tab, but if you pay them a dollar, they’ll assume the other $.50 is tip. Make sure you get that money back to show them that you’re also a cheap ass. And will call them on their terrible mind washed bullshit service just like they do on you cheap ass shorting bill by $.50 bitch ass.
The flaming Dr. Peppers are awesome, but they went from true domestic lights to Natural Lights because they don’t think you matter. If you take to long to exit the bar, they’ll shove you out to make sure you know that the door men need this job to make rent and child support.
If you want to be controlled by headset wearing important bar staff, this is definitely the place for you. If you wish to enjoy New Orleans within your rights and legal approvals, you’ll stand outside their bar and treat people like they treat you. And probably get arrested or called out by the black leaders of America. How dare you enter with a backwards hat and tread urban culture (or sheer good looks) in their bar. They will take your money with overpriced drinks and douche bartenders who masturbate themselves to sleep at night because they realize they’ll never learn how to make their own decisions.
Who dat! This place can suck my ass.

THIS PLACE IS A SCAM. DO NOT GO.
GOLD MINE IS CLEARLY OPERATED BY A BUNCH OF CROOKS.
After making a terrible mistake and visiting GM after taking a few years off from if, I was quickly reminded why this place is the scum of the earth.
After ordering 3 drinks that should’ve been around 15 dollars, I was told my tab was $ 30 dollars. I asked the bartender how the cheap drinks ended up costing $ 30, and he told me that a vodka soda was $ 12, and quickly rattled off some other prices that made no sense ($ 9 Miller Lite??). That seemed appalling at a place that literally has puke in the corner and turds in the urinals. Knowing immediately that the douchy bartender was full of BS, I asked another bartender the prices of the same drinks I had just ordered (without the other bartender knowing). He told me completely different prices, and made it even more clear the first bartender was JUST MAKING UP PRICES AND TAKING EXTRA KICK-​BACK.
When ordering drinks, you also discover that this bar is one of a few left in America where you can’t pay with most credit cards, only Amex and Discover. However, I have an Amex, so I was in luck (or so I thought).
By the time I had figured out that the bartenders in this place just make up prices depending on how you look and whether they think you’ll notice or care, the bartender already had my Amex. Keep in mind, they have already charged me $ 30 for $ 15 (tops) worth of drinks.
Well, when they bring me my tab, I have a bill for OVER $ 40!!! They have a «policy» (that they don’t tell you about) of including gratuity (what am I tipping you for??? Overcharging me and making up prices???) and running up your tab even higher.
At this point, I asked for a manager, who basically said he was going to kick me out of the bar for questioning the pricing and the COMPLETE LACK OF TRANSPARENCY at this awful establishment. After refusing to leave until I had an explanation of my charges, they eventually said that they would void out my $ 40 charge and I should see the money back on my credit card statement in a few days. Any guesses what happened there??? Right, they are full of BS.
DO NOT GO HERE UNLESS YOU LIKE DISGUSTING, VOMIT-​SMELLING BARS THAT ARE FULL OF SMOKE AND BULLSHIT. THE STAFF HERE IS DEPLORABLE.
I don’t know who is running this place, but it’s amazing they still get business after robbing people blindly for years. Everyone who works at this place is a lying crook.

Loathsome. Allows smoking inside and the staff are incredibly rude. I have been twice now, dragged by friends who have terrible taste and it has been a uniformly terrible experience. The music is awful and the building doesn’t look like it’s seen so much as a mop since we were at war with Vietnam.
Most recently I went and handed my money to the doorperson; standing in the threshold I saw how many people were smoking and immediately asked for my 5 cover back. They refused. I really hope the health department pays them a visit soon.

Yea, it’s a tourist trap. Yea, there’s a cover. Yea, it gets excessively crowded. BUT…
The music is almost always exactly what I want for dancing. It’s just about the only place to get a flaming Dr Pepper. And their drink prices aren’t entirely ridiculous considering the proximity to Bourbon. Just go early for pre-​gaming and leave before the ridiculous bachelorette parties full of Miley Cyrus wanna be white girls show up.

I love to dance. Like LOVE. This is why Gold Mine gets the lone star.
The bar is comparably divey to other dance dive bars. The DJ does a pretty good job mixing tunes that get people dancing. So where do my issues lie…
The staff is quiet possibly the most deplorable band of dirt bags and rip-​off artists that must have a secret lair below the Quarter where they plan their nightly demise on someone’s credit card or backwards hat.
First off, all the bouncers wear ear pieces like they’re the French Quarter Bureau of Tools (FQBT). There is even one for the mens bathroom… go figure. Their mission: to keep all backwards hats and tank tops from entering their majestic seedy corner operation. After checking IDs, you have to go through a turnstile after paying $ 5 (cause this place is so swank).
DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT OPEN A TAB HERE! The drinks are not that expensive, but there is a $ 20 minimum, plus added gratuity, that they fail to mention. I order 2 Fireflys, totaling maybe $ 9, and get a receipt back for $ 26 from the bartender who took 40 minutes to nail down. She explains the «policy» to me, and offers to make me a drink to go, I tell her to make it a quadruple…
On two separate occasions, I witnessed friends telling the bartender their drinks were watered down. After the bartender rudely told these people they either had to buy another drink or tough titties, they were directed to speak to a manager. The manager then promptly kicked them out, and told them not to come back.
It might be a rite of passage for a New Orleanian, but I, myself, have been kicked out of Gold Mine for «girls fighting.» A girl pushed our bachelorette’s soon to be sister-​in-​law, thus getting us kicked out by the FQBT. The bride began to cry, assuming her night was ruined. I told her, «honey, that’s the best way you can leave Gold Mine at 4 in the morning.»
Word of advice-​if you’re on a bachelor/​bachelorette party in the French Quarter, I’m not saying don’t go here, I’m just saying be aware that you have a very high chance of getting kicked out for wearing a hat backwards, a tank top, a miff mouth, an affinity for a drink made right, too much «canned heat in your heels», leaning on the pool table, looking disgruntled, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

SO MUCH FUN but don’t open a tab. The bartenders will double charge you every time!

If you are into drinking, dancing, good music, and mingling with the opposite sex, this is a great place to be in the French Quarter.
If you don’t like crowds, or sweating, or loud music, you will want to avoid this place.
The Gold Mine is what it is… an old bar/​club for dancing and mingling. They just added a Thursday night 80’s night, which might be the best night to head there. You can even catch some famous folks or Saints players roaming around.

we laminated the «rules» for the bachelor party pub crawl on day two so the groom wouldn’t get lost.
«Rule 2: walk in {to Gold Mine], go straight to the bar, order 10+ „Flaming Dr. Peppers“, don’t lose your eyebrows.»
I ordered 40.
what I love the most about the picture I was sober enough to snap, is not the flaming shots going down to and around the corner of the bar, but the look on the face of the guy at the bar who realized what was happening (and that his hurricane order miiiiiiight be a bit delayed).
honestly, this place is awesome. bring your whole group. dance all night. drink til you drop. WAY better than every place we went to on Bourbon proper. (best ratio and crowd too)