What is GBDC really like?

[iamkhai]

Ok so now that GBDC has been open, what is it really like? The pictures and videos that have been posted here are too much on the marketing side for me to believe. So for those that have gone, what is it really like? What's the dress code for it? Are the drinks just as expensive as they are at night? Is food served at all? Details please.

[Guest]

i believe the halloween group should be able to answer this

[dnix]

All of my friends that have gone have loved it. Ill post some pics They sent me.

[BCGirl]

Went halloween weekend and it was an awesome time! It was full, people had bottle service..everyone was super friendly, the dj was good! there was confetti all over the place, and a clown letting people do th ebeer bong and champagne showers, and all the bars are open and you can hang out outside, me and my group had such a good time, def wish i could go back! people that work there walk around in randomn costumes and it was def worth the limo from PH to palms!..i think drinks are the same prices, dont know abou tfood, i dont think there is food there

[mysticsavage]

The fact that it was Halloween weekend made it extra good. But the costumes, the pinatas, beer bongs, everything just seemed to work. The crowd was one of the better one's I've experienced.

[Jsmile]

I'm try to figure that out too for Saturday.

Lavo Brunch or GBDC?

[RollOfTheDice]

I'm try to figure that out too for Saturday.

Lavo Brunch or GBDC?

I'm not 100% sure yet but I'm thinking Lavo Brunch might be more my style.

Edit: ran a couple queries on Youtube...

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWeBr21nxPY[/ame]

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-kcHFukluQ[/ame] (this one looks cleaned up)

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgnl2XOT_fI[/ame]

[WarreN]

Honestly, marketing aside. The videos and pictures that you see actually show what it's really like. The place is craaaackin. SUPER high energy when I went!

[dnix]

GBDC

At the risk of losing all credibility on the forums and with my AOD crew, I talked a lot of shit about GBDC afterwards. I just want to clarify: of all the clubs I've been to in Vegas I had the most fun at GBDC than I'd ever had up to that point. It was only in its second weekend open and I don't know if it'll get better or not, but I tend to think it will. I hope that people don't base too much off of this. I won't be held responsible if you go there and find it's not to your liking, or that I'm hyping it up too much. I had an aboso-fucking-lute blast there, but I don't want people to go there and blame AK2Vegas for misleading them.

Before this the only way to see the Ghost Bar was at night or dusk. Even then it's a lot of fun, and it's small size lends to a more intimate experience. So to be there during the day is breathtaking. We got off the elevator and I don't really know what to expect. The music was fucking crazy. It was louder than Kaskade was at Marquee in May and the DJ is playing the highest high energy EDM type shit. The videos do not do this experience justice.

Since it's Halloween a good number of people are dressed up but other than that the dress code is a little relaxed. It's like a pool party, sans pool. The outside deck is amazing in the daylight and it's hot enough for me to be comfortably uncomfortable out there. People are rocking 40oz's and shit and it's gorgeous. The weather was clear and you could see the entire city that day. It's also quieter outside and you could actually have a conversation.

But inside it's fucking nuts. The staff is really really into this place. There are about six or seven main girls with pink tops and dark hair, a couple of shorter ones in funny animal costumes and the (hosts?) in clown suits. They're banging out the Fog guns (?) that shoot out confetti, to the beat. There is fucking confetti everywhere. It's like sand in the desert. It's fucking everywhere. They made it rain in that bitch.

Mystic Savage is there with his boy, Krewchas, Erik, Cisco, Aaron and Erock are also there. I practically walk into a fucking gorilla that's a good head plus taller than me. As I reel back from running into him, I look up and realize that it's Warren! Drinks are horribly expensive there, but it's Vegas fuck it. (40 oz are fifty bucks, but they come in a custom holding device: a paper bag with GBDC stamped on it.) I get a couple crown's and I'm really feeling the groove.

Ginger and I go outside and realize that the two side-wing bars are open. Mystic Savage is out here and he's a full on pimp. And I'm not referring to his overly confident social abilities. He's an actual fucking pimp. Purple velvet hat and all.

I go to the bar and ask the nice pair of tits for another crown and diet. She tells me that for three dollars more I can double it. An astute student of Vegas economic theory, I take her up on the offer. Behind her is a glass wall and the city 55 stories below but I can't see the bottom of the glass so to me it looks as if there is nothing behind her. This fucks with my drunken vertigo really bad. Erik is out here with us and we chill out in the safety, quite, and shade that this wing offers. But even out here, dozens of feet above us, confetti is still coming down.

My crown is kicking in and I greedily get another one, this time without the soda. Double on the rocks fuck it. I'm feeling really good now and we head back inside.

The guys are in here and music is just pumping. I almost forgot. The goddam whistles. The staff all have whistles and they use them profusely here. It's loud as fuck. And right as I'm trying to say something to Cisco, one of these super hot go-go girls walks above us. My brain has only seconds to absorb the fact that she's nine feet tall when I'm ushered aside by a whistle blowing pink animal costume holding a piñata marching a procession of girls to the entrance to the deck. Right in front of the GBDC sign they hang this piñata. This is all while the music is at level nine and it's raining confetti at the same time. I whip out my camera and they set up a platform underneath this piñata. A blonde girl is blindfolded and led up to the piñata and she swings wildly at it a few times till it falls off of the ceiling, not fully broken. The pink animal leaps on it in fury and begins thrashing it and within seconds it's turned into a confetti carcass. I'm taken aback by all this activity all at once.

As I said earlier, I'd forgotten my second 1MX back in Alaska and besides costumes, I didn't have any casual club clothes (although the 1MX would have been too much also). So the entire time I feel underdressed in an old Tshirt and jeans. A lot of people are wearing these headbands that remind me A LOT of the GLAAD logo. They are black and in turquoise letters they have the GBDC logo on them. I grab a runner and ask for a couple. He brings me two so at the least I'm wearing my AOD dog tags and now this headband to cover up my lack of dress. This proves to be a winner as girl after girl asks me for it or where to get one.

We had been drifting around in loose groups; inside, outside, but after a while, we kind of just congregated right in the middle of the Ghost Bar. Krewchas is one hell of a guy and he's dancing in the middle of this group of us which is pretty much an open invitation for Mystic, I'm a Pimp, Savage to bust out his skills. This causes us to bust out laughing. Now this is the part where I wish I had my camera rolling. Every now and then someone would walk through us (we were a circle in the middle of the main floor so they had no choice). When it was a cute girl we would let them enter but not easily leave. This lead to a few really champion encounters with women that were willing to dance their way out of our trap. You had to be there. This paragraph doesn't do justice to the fun we had with this part.

Cisco, Savage, Ginger and I go out to the south wing deck to take a rest. Ginger was eager to go but I was having too much fun. But at twenty dollars a pop, my confetti filled doubles were stretching my funds a bit. The sun is setting and it's beautiful. There are a few British beauties there and I can't help but making some drunk correlation between Savage and them being in the same commonwealth. We invite them to Chapps but I know they won't come. Ginger is pressing me to go and I realize that I won't be back here for a long time if ever. I bid the GBDC farewell and head out with Cisco, Erik, and Savage.

My only regret was I wish more of us would have gone.

Heres a TR from another thread on GBDC

[iamkhai]

Awesome info and thanks everyone. I somehow missed that trip report.

My concern was that the marketing was not legit and that would have sucked big time. Plus basically every weekend it's been open there's been something "extra" it seems like going on there and I doubt that will continue.

[MikeyTantalo]

GBDC has something going for them.. like the idea and concept.. I hope it stays crackin all winter!!

[jayredm]

GBDC

At the risk of losing all credibility on the forums and with my AOD crew, I talked a lot of shit about GBDC afterwards. I just want to clarify: of all the clubs I've been to in Vegas I had the most fun at GBDC than I'd ever had up to that point. It was only in its second weekend open and I don't know if it'll get better or not, but I tend to think it will. I hope that people don't base too much off of this. I won't be held responsible if you go there and find it's not to your liking, or that I'm hyping it up too much. I had an aboso-fucking-lute blast there, but I don't want people to go there and blame AK2Vegas for misleading them.

Before this the only way to see the Ghost Bar was at night or dusk. Even then it's a lot of fun, and it's small size lends to a more intimate experience. So to be there during the day is breathtaking. We got off the elevator and I don't really know what to expect. The music was fucking crazy. It was louder than Kaskade was at Marquee in May and the DJ is playing the highest high energy EDM type shit. The videos do not do this experience justice.

Since it's Halloween a good number of people are dressed up but other than that the dress code is a little relaxed. It's like a pool party, sans pool. The outside deck is amazing in the daylight and it's hot enough for me to be comfortably uncomfortable out there. People are rocking 40oz's and shit and it's gorgeous. The weather was clear and you could see the entire city that day. It's also quieter outside and you could actually have a conversation.

But inside it's fucking nuts. The staff is really really into this place. There are about six or seven main girls with pink tops and dark hair, a couple of shorter ones in funny animal costumes and the (hosts?) in clown suits. They're banging out the Fog guns (?) that shoot out confetti, to the beat. There is fucking confetti everywhere. It's like sand in the desert. It's fucking everywhere. They made it rain in that bitch.

Mystic Savage is there with his boy, Krewchas, Erik, Cisco, Aaron and Erock are also there. I practically walk into a fucking gorilla that's a good head plus taller than me. As I reel back from running into him, I look up and realize that it's Warren! Drinks are horribly expensive there, but it's Vegas fuck it. (40 oz are fifty bucks, but they come in a custom holding device: a paper bag with GBDC stamped on it.) I get a couple crown's and I'm really feeling the groove.

Ginger and I go outside and realize that the two side-wing bars are open. Mystic Savage is out here and he's a full on pimp. And I'm not referring to his overly confident social abilities. He's an actual fucking pimp. Purple velvet hat and all.

I go to the bar and ask the nice pair of tits for another crown and diet. She tells me that for three dollars more I can double it. An astute student of Vegas economic theory, I take her up on the offer. Behind her is a glass wall and the city 55 stories below but I can't see the bottom of the glass so to me it looks as if there is nothing behind her. This fucks with my drunken vertigo really bad. Erik is out here with us and we chill out in the safety, quite, and shade that this wing offers. But even out here, dozens of feet above us, confetti is still coming down.

My crown is kicking in and I greedily get another one, this time without the soda. Double on the rocks fuck it. I'm feeling really good now and we head back inside.

The guys are in here and music is just pumping. I almost forgot. The goddam whistles. The staff all have whistles and they use them profusely here. It's loud as fuck. And right as I'm trying to say something to Cisco, one of these super hot go-go girls walks above us. My brain has only seconds to absorb the fact that she's nine feet tall when I'm ushered aside by a whistle blowing pink animal costume holding a piñata marching a procession of girls to the entrance to the deck. Right in front of the GBDC sign they hang this piñata. This is all while the music is at level nine and it's raining confetti at the same time. I whip out my camera and they set up a platform underneath this piñata. A blonde girl is blindfolded and led up to the piñata and she swings wildly at it a few times till it falls off of the ceiling, not fully broken. The pink animal leaps on it in fury and begins thrashing it and within seconds it's turned into a confetti carcass. I'm taken aback by all this activity all at once.

As I said earlier, I'd forgotten my second 1MX back in Alaska and besides costumes, I didn't have any casual club clothes (although the 1MX would have been too much also). So the entire time I feel underdressed in an old Tshirt and jeans. A lot of people are wearing these headbands that remind me A LOT of the GLAAD logo. They are black and in turquoise letters they have the GBDC logo on them. I grab a runner and ask for a couple. He brings me two so at the least I'm wearing my AOD dog tags and now this headband to cover up my lack of dress. This proves to be a winner as girl after girl asks me for it or where to get one.

We had been drifting around in loose groups; inside, outside, but after a while, we kind of just congregated right in the middle of the Ghost Bar. Krewchas is one hell of a guy and he's dancing in the middle of this group of us which is pretty much an open invitation for Mystic, I'm a Pimp, Savage to bust out his skills. This causes us to bust out laughing. Now this is the part where I wish I had my camera rolling. Every now and then someone would walk through us (we were a circle in the middle of the main floor so they had no choice). When it was a cute girl we would let them enter but not easily leave. This lead to a few really champion encounters with women that were willing to dance their way out of our trap. You had to be there. This paragraph doesn't do justice to the fun we had with this part.

Cisco, Savage, Ginger and I go out to the south wing deck to take a rest. Ginger was eager to go but I was having too much fun. But at twenty dollars a pop, my confetti filled doubles were stretching my funds a bit. The sun is setting and it's beautiful. There are a few British beauties there and I can't help but making some drunk correlation between Savage and them being in the same commonwealth. We invite them to Chapps but I know they won't come. Ginger is pressing me to go and I realize that I won't be back here for a long time if ever. I bid the GBDC farewell and head out with Cisco, Erik, and Savage.

My only regret was I wish more of us would have gone.

Heres a TR from another thread on GBDC

That looks like a hell of a time. Def gonna check it out for sure next time

[KAM]

Yeah, it was pretty awesome when I was there for halloween weekend. It's only of the things I'm most looking forward to for my December trip.

[Guest]

1 word, insane

[Guest]

GBDC is the shit !