While, I did dig the lack of cover charge and line, these two diggable features also spoke heaps about the type of place that this lounge is.
The crowd was a mixture of young pre-partiers, and older crotch grinders. The set up was convenient, with booths on the outer edges for bottle service people and couchy bench seats toward the center for the rest of us. The dance floor was decently sized and for the amount of people who were actually dancing, it was more than large enough. But holy hell did the music suck! Top 40s and and mainstream hip-hop? I thought this was The Beatles Revolution Lounge. While of course it would be out of line to expect that all they play was the Beatles, a little more diversity wouldnt of hurt.
Also, I am well aware of the inflated drink prices in Vegas, but $17 for a 3/4 glass of red house wine! HAAAAAAAIL NO. I will be sticking to their $5 vodka sodas if I ever decide to come back. The only perk to this joint was some hot babe lighting my cigarette after noticing that I could not locate my lighter.