When I was a little kid, my school class went to a farm for our annual field trip. I was disappointed because the farm animals were angry, and the place was nasty/smelled bad.
I can't help but think that Crown reminds me of that same experience.
The club seems like a recycled-space of some sort. Maybe it was a sportsbook. A brothel. Or a club in a round. Either way, it was gross.
The floors were sticky, the place smelled like someone died there, and the DJ sucked. The crowd was as thin as the hair on my head.
In any other city, this place might seem somewhat cool, but this is Vegas. Put your best foot forward. We have high standards. We have some of the best clubs in the world.
This place was a joke.