1st time: Seeing Miike Snow. Longest line ever. Passed out before I could gain entry. I think it was 105 at night. People were tipping the bouncer to get in. Apparently, this is how the effed up venue functions. It's corruption at its worst.
2nd time: actually got in without 5 minutes of waiting (Edward Sharpe show). Their AC was not even ON and they had only ceiling fans, which we asked to be turned on because they weren't in motion. They turned on one. One out of the 6 or so. Then they aimed this air shaft towards the bouncers, and away from us dancing in the back. That's right, they policed the one air shaft to cool off the bouncers who were being paid to be there, while us patrons who had paid were not getting anywhere near the cooling breeze.
The venue is great for seeing the band from all angles, and it wasn't too crowded. I just won't be going back until they fix the air-conditioning.
If you do go, Do not wear pants. Bring a hand-held fan or battery-op one. Remember to bring the $20 to tip the fat bouncer to cut in line. And finally, if you must go, stop by Native New Yorker for their delicious wings!