Cain

There for my friends bday, we waited in line for like 2mins at most (she had a connect) but still had to pay $ 20 to get in (not a big deal, girls free as always)
Music was pretty good (mixed hip hop and dance). DJ was spazin out a bit and could only keep a song on for like a min at most
Drinks are expensive and they charged me 18% tip on 2 shots and a vodka soda and I had to wait forever to get a drink. Bar service sucks
Ill still go back cause I had fun
And its not that pretty inside, the décor is pretty boring if there is any

I came here on a Thursday night after happy hour with some friends. I was surprised how busy it was (I guess a few other people had Friday off too?). The music was great, crowd was decent (mid-​late 20’s). The place is nicely decorated, but there isn’t that much room to dance.

I always have a good time when I come here.
It really helps knowing a promoter, because you get enter for free AND drink for free (Grey Goose anyone?) Also, I’ve realized that coming with one or two people is ideal. I couldn’t imagine coming here with 3 additional friends or more. It gets packed and it’s nice to have all of your friends close by to hang out/​dance with.
I’m definitely coming here again – the crowd is good and the music is fun.
Oh, the only thing I don’t like about this place is this one girl who works at the door who controls who goes in and out – she’s a total bitch, not gonna lie. I’ve been here about 3 times and each and every time she’s given me a crazy attitude after I asked her something politely. She must REALLY hate her job. If I were her, I would too, though. xoxo
But seriously, once you get inside, it’s all good!

Either Cain moved since I left New York, or all the people who think it’s in the meatpacking district were still hammered when they wrote their reviews.
Cain always had a cool, high-​energy, safari vibe, helped by the marauding percussionist.
Would be ***** but for being way too loud.

Like someone said below, if I could give this less than one star, I would.
Lots of wannabes, mutton dressed as lamb, and pricks in line. It’s kind of like this is the place that unimportant people go to feel important.
Plus, it was my friend’s birthday and he had already reserved a table with a bottle. Then they told him he had to get two bottles for two tables. Then they told him he had to get two bottles just for one table. Then I overheard them tell him «Sorry you were misinformed.» The people that work here apparently practice not only the highest form of douchebaggery, but are also incompetent.
Super lame.

Is it possible to give this establishment anything under a star? Because that’s what I really wanted to do.
Even with comps from the main promoter throwing the party (mind you, it was his Bday), you douche-bag-couldn’t-make-it-into-the-police-academy-bouncers-with-sticks-up-their-asses act like total freakin’ pricks. Is it so bad to let a few girls stand off to the side for 5 minutes while we call our friend?
Apparently, it was.
Goodbye Cain, til we NEVER meet again.

I was not here for very long and it was early-​on in the evening for an event. I found the décor sort of cheesy, like it was trying too hard. The giant elephant tusk type things everywhere and a «bed» by the bar with a bunch of red draping – a little more trashy than classy, but hey whatever. It was quite crowded for the event, and I’m echoing others when I say there wasn’t much room to dance – it’s not that the club ITSELF is all that small. But the clunky tusk things everywhere sort of divide the whole place up into sections/​narrow areas. Simply too much freaking crap everywhere taking up room. It just felt sort of heavy, like there was no open space.
Doorman – absolutely lovely. Charming and friendly as could be. Again, it was ridiculously early, so I did not see the door guys in action/​handling a line.
I found the bartender/​s to be VERY nice and attentive. He could hear my friends from out of town griping about the drink prices, which, sorry, were actually pretty good! Mixed drinks for only 12 bucks?! That’s nothing at a club. NOTHING! Maybe they get more expensive later on, but I thought they were reasonable. They are served in plastic cups – re-​useable, not picnic. I know that bugs some people. I am, in fact, drinking grapefruit juice out of one of them right now, since when I got home, I realized one of my crazy friends walked out with his drink and got into a cab. How he did this unnoticed, I’ll never know.

Oh overhyped nightclubs, with your d-​bag bouncers, wannabe-​men, and tramps everywhere. How I miss your ridiculousness. I went to this place a few times back in the day, and it was always off somewhat. First off, the layout is screwed up, and it can be very hard to navigate from a table on the upper level to the dance floor and back. Second, b/​c this is one of the über trendy nightspots, the service sucks, but of course they still get their precious bottle tip. The theming is alright but just corny after awhile, the staff are a-​holes, the music is ok, and the drum guys are creepy as hell.
If you want me to shell out for two bottles, bottle tip, more drinks later, and cover (ok just kidding on that one ;)), then you better be providing an experience that is unique and worth the cash amount. Cain doesn’t do that, and there’s much better clubs in Chelsea nearby and bars elsewhere that don’t equate a large bill at the end of the night with a good time.

Cain, ahh the thoughts that come to mine, page six articles about Lohan doing a rail off the rug or madonna playing some Versace model meat flute in the bathroom conjure up the idea that this place will be awesome. Think again.
Showed up here on a Saturday night to check the place out since its reopened as Cain Luxe, no longer just simple Cain. Well let me tell you maybe the grand opening party was good since they paid celebs to show up. But on this night, it wasn’t celeb studded not even close, more like a party thrown by the mutants at table 9 from the Adam Sandler move «The Wedding Singer.» The girls working here were decent, most seemed to resemble that found at a turkish restaurant (meaning=not hot enough to work at a good club), the bartender was cool but the drink were a rip. Three shots of patron with a tip were close to 50 bucks, cmon we are in a recession here, would rather have used this money for a nice hot oil massage by the bartenders older more attractive relative at a nice Flushing massage parlor.
Door guys here are total tool bags, both were rude to my lady friend, who happened to be one of the bigger promoters for this party and had actually got 40 plus people to show up (me included, only reason why I showed up here in the first place). Here is the kicker this guy, u know who you are, with your short cropped hair, gold flamboyant hightops on with matching color Capri pants, seriously buddy your trying too hard and instead look like a sick Christopher Street dwelling version of Russell Crowe. The other guy looked like he just got off a scotter equipped with a cooler and had just got done delivering some Korean BBQ, seriously pal, you shouldnt be a door guy, both of you are disgraceful.
Honestly Ive heard better music at a Barmitzvah, seriously DJ Moishe crushed whatever joker they had spinning this Saturday night, (btw if you were the dj that Saturday, your terrible, stick to playing in clothing stores & Burger King).
By 220 AM I had enough of this, digusted & barely drunk, peered into the crowd and had to laugh. The place seemed to be emptying out, everyone was getting in there car to head back to CT and NJ. Really if the place was good it would still be packed and rocking, everyone knows at this time is when most of the better places in NYC are just getting good. Maybe if you live in Staten Island you would like this place but than again what place would you not like.

Went here with the girls after a long night of Karaōke, and we partied hard! «reduced» admission was $ 20 but we got in within 5 minutes of getting there.
DJ was playing a little house when we got in but switched over to some good hip-​hop and we danced our hearts out! Before we knew it 3 hours had passed and we were all danced out.
Bathrooms were super clean, long line but it moved pretty quick. Didn’t visit the bar because we were already pretty toasted before we got here. One thing, on a hot summer day in July, it is HAWT (extra hot) in there! As soon as you walk in, it’s like the heat smacks you in the face. I do have overactive sweat glands, so I could be a bit biased, but I was sweating nonstop and there was like negative fresh air circulating!
All in all, it was a pretty good club experience, but most of the reason it was so awesome were the girls!

eh, it was okay. It is probably because I went on a Wednesday night and got there at 11 PM. The crowd was a little weird, and it was really easy to get in. Other clubs I have experienced in the city are very selective (which is what I love about NYC).
Anyway, the music was good. I might want to try it during a weekend night, but I would not suggest it for the week nights.

Was Robbed at Cain!
We bought a table for my girlfriend’s birthday party and 2 wallets were stolen from right under our nose. In addition to my wallet, my girlfriend’s badge was also stolen, which is obviously serious. At no point, did we ever leave the table, the bags were sitting behind us on the seat, so whoever stole our stuff was a professional. But theft happens all over New York, what really stung was how the mgmt of the club responded. They couldn’t care less, didn’t offer any assistance, and to top it off, the girl working the door, who looked way too strung out to have a front-​line responsibility, gave us a difficult time coming back in after we made the official report to the police. Overall, the club’s response was pretty unbelievable.
One of the problems has to do with the renovation and new design, which is inferior; tables are tiny, the size of stools. Seating is for the most part one long bench along the side of the wall so there is no separation from the crowd and strangers are generally mingling at your table.
The club was just OK. Even if our stuff wasn’t stolen it would still be mediocre. The interior was \poorly designed as there is NO room to dance, 2 step stairs everywhere (tons of people, no room and stairs = falling) and despite the renovation looks quite worn.
Music got boring after a while. And what’s up with all of these 20 year olds who look like they just stepped out of Walmart?
We went to Cain directly from Nikki Beach in midtown, which is more sophisticated, had better people for me, (I would have loved Cain when I was 22), a real table to dance on with space, and better music. I would recommend Nikki Beach to anyone. With Cain, I can see that it’s a raging party, but it seems too sophomoric for my style. Hopefully I just went on an odd night.

Came with a bunch of friends on a rainy night, they got there before 1am so they got in no problem. By the time I got there, the line was not too long but bouncers were not letting anyone in. Luckily ran into my party promoter friend who got us in :)
Chic décor, love that I could go up between the sofas and dance above everyone else! drinks were pretty strong, A/​C was blasting, really good hip-​hop music, tons of staffed CLEAN bathrooms, which means short lines and no fuss.
LOVED IT! Friends and I danced until they closed. One of my best nights out in Chelsea!

Was here on a Sat night for a friend’s bday. Fortunately she reserved a table so none of us had to pay the 20 dollar cover to get. I would imagine this place is tough to get into unless you got bottle service.
Unlike other clubs, the waitresses were very attentive. Usually, they just just drop off the bottles and mixers. But here they actually mix the drinks and pour the shots out for you. I thought was pretty cool but then again, I dont even want to know how much my friend paid for the bottle service. This is probably the most expensive place I’ve ever been to in the city. 5 shots of patron at the bar cost $ 75 plus $ 15 gratuity.
The place is kinda small for a club and it doesn’t help that there were mad people. Theres a mini stage in the middle where people can go up and dance. The DJ was good, mixing some old school and top 40 songs.
Overall I wasn’t wowed. Nice looking place but not a lot of space. I probably would not come back unless someone was throwing a party here.

The only reason I wanted to go here is because
said they were having an open vodka bar 11−12am and there was no cover.
Maybe I was wrong? We could only get in, ahem, they could only «squeeze us in just barely» if we got bottle service.
Nope, thank you. I just wanted to rip off your free alcohol. Ah well.

Thursday Night. No waiting — the ropes opened up as soon as we stepped out of the taxi. Corner booth on the dancefloor. Nonstop amazing music. Packed. Unlimited bottle service. Flashing lights. Beautiful people. Surrounded by friends. Dancing on a platform. Lookin hot. Feelin good.
As soon as I walked in and saw the 4 girls dancing like crazy by themselves on the floor, I knew I would have a good time. It reminded me of Britney Spears’ video for I’m a Slave for You — all those hot, sweaty, gorgeous bodies surrounding you. Yeah the music is loud, but who wants to talk? Sorry but I’m here to dance. This is not a place for standing around and posing with a cocktail — it’s a place to let your hair down (or put it up if it gets too wet!), and go crazy.
For me this is on a par with Marquee, Vessel in SF, Womb in tokyo, and le Kong in Paris. I would go back in a heartbeat.

I just got back from here. Again, my networking requires me to go out and check out different clubs. There was a line, but I didn’t have to wait bc I threw out a name and it got me a complimentary admission, so I can’t speak to whether or not, how the line is, or what it costs to get in.
This place defines the meaning of «models and bottles.» Modelesque girls and, well, bottles. The music was pretty good, it was a good mix of house, hip hop and some old school.
There wasn’t enough people dancing, bc again, when you have models that come to a place, they only know how to just sit or well, stand there, and be pretty. Then you have the guys getting all overly excited when they brush shoulders with them. It does get hard to dance/​move bc people are always walking through. I don’t know if they’re busy trying to scope out different sections, so everyone’s picky, looking for their ‘scene’ of people. This is a good place for guys though, bc at least the ratio of girls to guys was decent. Unlike other clubs that tend to be sausage festy. You might feel intimidated though, if you don’t look fly, you’ll just feel ugly. Anyhow, a sprinkle of people were dancing. And so, I ask, this place falls in the category of clubs? I usually thought clubs meant dancing. Eh, I could be wrong.
Bathroom must be small because there was a ridiculously long line! Oh, and this place isn’t all that big, so it’s hard to escape or runaway from guys that won’t get off your tail. They’ll find you. I had to duck and hide behind people at times to make my way to the exit and run freeeeee!
Oh, another thing, as they definitely have a ‘look you up and down, better look good’ policy, of coz they don’t have a ‘smell’ policy. For some reason, there was a good amount of stench here. I guess, maybe, it was because it felt like there was no A/​C, so everyone was sweating out their yucky/​unhealthy dinner, I forgot to put deodorant on, or whatever stank they were rocking, in the air!

I had a great time at Cain, though that may have been because of the company!
My friends and I got to Cain around 12:30 or so with a pretty good ratio (2 guys, 6 ladies); we wanted an area to sit down so my friend miraculously negotiated a 1-​bottle minimum for bottle service. Good deal considering they wanted us to pay $ 20/​person for cover charge.
The «dance floor» (if you can call it that) is narrow, but the really danceable hip hop, pop and 80’s music played made it a lot of fun. I suppose the décor is vaguely African (all I noticed was the large deer head over the door), and the drummers are meant to add to the vibe. The drummers are a cool gimmick since they raise the energy level of everybody at the club, but they were deafening. My ears were ringing through brunch the next day. Generally had a great time, though the bottle service was a bit on the slow side (I’m sure it was because it was busy).
One of the best things about Cain is that it’s small and it feels relatively intimate… and somehow that just seems so much better than a massively huge club.

what i like about cain: keeps all the tacky people out, reliable DJ, nice vibe considering the Euro rich people. I’ve come here at the start of my night and i’ve come here as a second or third club of the night drunk as hell. And you know what. each and every single time was a great time. Highly recommended if you can get in. Girls, dress your very best. Guys, get a bottle or don’t bother. Anyone else, know someone at the door.
Music: 4 Crowd: 5+ Atmosphere: 5+

Where do I begin? With the sexy atmosphere, the low-​slung leather couches, the amazing music that is perfectly complimented and highly enhanced by shirtless men in all of their bongo-​banging glory.
I frequent Cain with friends who always have a table and bottle service, and I have nothing but good things to say about my experience here.
The best advice I can offer is the less clothing you wear, the better. It gets HOT in there — consider yourself warned.