by Gary Gruska on I went to Vault Sat night since ladies were free all night. We just had to say the secret code "9". It was something they were promoting that night. The Vault is the one downstairs and you have to pay a separate entrance fee to get into Element. Make sure you know which door you are entering. A guy friend of mine went to the Element side not realizing that it didn't give entrance to the Vault. So, he paid at Element and then another entrance fee at Vault :-( He said it was nice upstairs and bigger but there was hardly a crowd. Guy friends paid $20. It is ok to wear sneakers in good taste. It was a little after 12 in Vault and there was hardly anyone there as well. It was pretty empty at first and we were getting very disappointed. We still made the best of it and made some new female friends. Bartender said it wasn't like that the night before. Around 1:30, a good amount of ppl came in. The music was mainly hiphop, reggae and rnb. There is a $50 min to run a tab at the bar. He will keep your credit card and ID till you close it. The bathrooms were unisex. You basically share stalls with the guys and some dudes didn't bother closing the door...so...some booty was sticking out..lol. I wasn't staring or anything. It was just there...so..what was I suppose to do?!?...lol. Foreal. The place was pretty small and intimate. I don't like it too big but it also seems too small. I liked that it wasn't too crowded and I actually had room to dance. If it was ghetto, I'd give it 2 stars but it kept the classy feel. Would I come back? I highly doubt it.
by Sav B. on Since the toxic bachelor prefers eclectic and swanky joints, he decided to endup at the Supperclub last saturday night for Kollectiv. With his new found 'friend', the bachelor enjoyed every single second of the evening. Usually when he visits supperclub, he is too tired to get off the bed, but this time Karsh kale, janaka Selecta and Cheb I Sabbah making groove rounds, his ubersexuality took a hike and he experienced his first pole dancing skills. Of course, all good times come to an end. The bachelor ended up having his gorgeous coat stolen by some f*n jackass who desperately tries to copy the bachelors style (sav suspects) Supperclub is simply great. Thank God for Amsterdam!
