Holy cow. This is the way a Vegas club should be. Big. Immaculate. GREAT music.
The problem? I went on a Monday night - meaning that besides the crowd of locals, it was a trip to Germany. AKA Sausage fest.
That aside, the energy was really fun here and I wound up meeting a really cute girl from the Northwest amidst the trash and snooty people. As with any vegas bar, beware the obscene prices, but they weren't as bad as I expected. Seven drinks cost my friend $89 plus tip. Look for the views from the bar in the middle of the lagoon (with the card tables). Fricking sweet.