Blings that go bump in the night

While it might not be Chomsky's ideal hang out, the Propaganda bar and club brings both peace and the Promised Land for foreign students studying in the Wudaokou area.

The ground floor of the bi-level barroom reflects a commie meets coco cabana style dcor with pieces of soviet art gripping the wall space in between plastic palm trees. The rattle of rolling dice spilling from students lounging on the top floor's orange sofas easily overtakes the Western-style R & B music playing in the background.

After fueling up on cheap Tsingtaos and hormones on the top floor, the hoards of students mingled with the occasional middle-ager, head down to the basement to dance like big brother aint' watching. While the dance floor might be described as 'cozy' by a real-estate agent, the surround sound speakers drumming out rap and dance music at stentorian volumes makes it the perfect place for body bumping. The massive murals encircling the dungeon-like dance floor display soviet style images of the working class. An additional bar and scattered seating provide temporary refuge for patrons taking a break from the basement's bump and grind.