The first time I came here I loved it. I was hammered and newly in love, so that probably did the trick. Any place would have been amazing in my eyes.
On my second to last Vegas trip we stayed at Encore and so we decided to go see Steve Aoki on one of his resident nights at XS. As much as I love me some Aoki, he was off that night and his general electronica beats became way too dubsteppy. Towards the end of the night most people didn't bother trying to dance (or should I say spazz out) to the tracks anymore.
I had my fair share of free top-shelf drinks at the BlackJack and PaiGow tables before rolling into the club, so I decided to just drink water instead of dropping my life savings on the XS cocktails. That may have been the biggest mistake, as I slowly but surely sobered up and realized just how run down the club had gotten over the last couple of years. The inside smelled like vomit and gym locker room, the private tables and booths showed their rough abuse even in the dark, and the ground outside (pool side) was so sticky that I "lost" my high-heel sandals a few times as they decided to stick to the unidentifiable substances.
Sorry, XS, but you have lost your lack luster. I can now be found at Marquee.