Powerhouse
Various fetish seekers meet at this musky Folsom bar. Occasionally special events will draw diverse crowds and voyeurs.
Your support makes our travel guides possible
We believe that LGBTQ+ people deserve safe vacations that allow them to be their authentic selves. That's why our City Guides aren't locked behind a paywall. Can you contribute today?
Cancel anytime · Proudly LGBTQ+ owned and operated
Reviews
Add a review
Good place
We have been there at a weekend. Was crowded and a real nice place. Back smoking area was used not only for smoking;-). I can recomend it
Favorite SOMA bar
Not being 30 and hunky, I appreciate that Powerhouse attracts all kinds of guys. I go there every time I visit the City and have yet to encounter a rude bartender or patron (a few drunks, yes). "Back room" is really a mis-nomer as it is the smoking area and can get very crowded...and festive.
Cruisy Leather BAR - more cruisy than leather...
Great friendly crowd, nice sized bar with a nice patio area and good decent-priced drinks. Not much leather unless some convention is going on, but definitely cruisy and entertaining; if you are into guys who are patrons there.
Not that impressive
I had heard some good things about Powerhouse and in all my travels to SF had never been there. Unfortunately, my friend and I both thought we were oversold. The place is pretty grungy which isn't really a bad thing, the bartenders were friendly but some of the clientle were just downright rude, I don't think they like tourists coming into their space. A couple of guys did everything they could to bump into us, get in our face, get between my friend and I while we were sitting at the bar having a beer...it got to be obvious they didn't approve of our being there, so after 2 beers we went down the street to the Eagle where we were felt more welcome.
Pretty tired dump
I was looking forward to a hot bar, but this sure ain't it. Cheap drinks, which is nice, and the bartender hit on me, but there was not one hot guy in the place, and this was Sunday around 8pm. The "back room" is a joke, as glaringly lit as a Hollywood movie set, with a few really ugly dudes suckin' even uglier dudes dicks. About as sexy as lunch at your mom's. And the back room is full of smoke, so it stinks to high hell and so will you when you leave. No decent hot leather bars seem to exist in SF anymore. Maybe because I'm from LA I'm spoiled, but ia was pretty pathetic. DID seem some hot men in The Castro though.
