I was in Scottsdale for the first time and was excited to try out the restaurant/bar/club scene. After a good dinner at Lupe something or other, and a great after dinner drink at Bungalow, we went to Cream to see what is was all about.
Let me start by saying you may want to write my review off as I am already not a fan of Vegas style clubs in very "non-Vegas" style cities, so already the shot for five stars was blown.
We get there and it is way too crowded. Drinks were decently priced but I wasn't blown away by the "friendly" bar staff. As I turn around to face my friends, I feel a heavy, drunk arm around my shoulder and hear "so, do you go to ASU?" from a drunk man that was seriously invading my personal space. This is all fine as it is a club and I am just beginning while others may need to be switching to water....so I won't let that spoil my evening, but rather add to the humor. The music was really good, if you could get over the fact that right at the second stanza of every song began, the DJ mixed in something else and so I never got to hear a full song. As my buzz was allowing me to not care about the lame people and crowded room to the point of wanting to dance, a massive wave of vomit smell filled the room and I had to escape immediately.
As I sit on the curb and wait with a few friends who also wanted to leave for my other friends who wanted another drink, the people watching got really entertaining. Drunk girls screaming obnoxiously at anyone who glances in their direction and a drunk man sitting on the curb telling all these women that they are whores really sewed up the night. As I tried to stay invisible so I could enjoy myself, the "whore" yeller stumbles over and says, "did you go to college?" yes, "then doesn't it bother you that the people in that club are incredibly stupid". No, I came to get a drink, not judge the IQ of the guy next to me. And I won't be coming back.
The reason this palce gets 2 stars is because the people who frequent this establishment made for an amazing night of people watching!