Lilium

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Came here for a friends birthday brunch. Food was really good and the music was good! Unfortunately there was a huge mix up and the waitress delivered that cake that I brought with me for my friends birthday to another table. I saw her deliver it and she felt really bad. My friend was pretty upset but Vinny the manager was amazing. He got us a bottle and even offered to go get us another cake. Was still upset about it but he did every thing he could to make it up. Definitely deserve the 4 stars only because of vinny’s recovery and management! I would come back here because of him

I went for my birthday late January and it wasn’t that bad honestly. I heard about this place through the service provided by
. They recommended this place last minute after a miscommunication with the venue I really wanted. They got my name on the list for me and my guests.
Anyways it was not crowded, I went on a Friday night, the music was ok, overall it was just ok.

I had a birthday here with a big group using
. The promoters were great, getting us a free bottle. We had some issues with the bouncers and the table at first, but after a quick phone call to birthdaysandbottles, they sorted it all out rather quickly.
I’d definitely book my next birthday through the service. In terms of the actual venue, the waiters weren’t really present for the most part. Either way, the whole group had a fun time.

I get easily claustrophobic in underground places and the low ceilings here don’t help. They do have good ventilation though.
There was a new DJ the night we went and he was in poor form — no one was dancing and he didn’t seem to care as long as he got to play music he liked.
Bar service is not too bad in terms of speed and quality.

Wait? It’s not possible to leave zero stars. I want to replicate the feeling that swarmed over my mind, body and soul immediately upon entering this cave of emptiness. A hollow man, a ravished soul. All the things I care about, everything I hold dear to my quintessential existence, is nowhere to be found.
I’m sitting across from my friend from college on a couch attempting to be swanky. I see her mouth moving, I see her head nodding. I’m just smiling and attempting to convey some form of agreement. Since I can’t hear what anyone is saying over the loud music. I begin to look at the surroundings. As I predicted, everyone has the same dull look on their face. Like sharks circling the waters of a fresh sunken ship, we all have the same thing on our mind. How do we find an excuse to leave this godforsaken establishment. I had already used up my entire roster of elder family member deaths to at least one person in the room at some point, so I was truly trapped in one of Hades favorite spots for libations.
In my search for an external variable, I found the greatest treasure of Lillium. The walls and ceiling. It is fabricated out of metal, and shaped as many variations of lily flowers overlapping one another. Forming the first photosynthetic metallic substance known to mankind «Lilium.» If it wasn’t in a basement with no light whatsoever, it would be the future of reusable energy. I’m into botany, I find lilies to be rather extravagant, but now that I’ve seen a metal lily, natural will never do it for me.
If i just slit my wrists vertically and bled out. Would anyone hear my cries. Would the people here even notice. Would the shallow group of bridge and tunnel girls dancing to the same songs over and over and over, wearing different versions of the same black outfit stop doing whatever the fuck dance (you know the one when a group is excited about something so they convulse and spill drinks and yell about nothing) they are doing for even one beat?

I just didn’t like this place. A club is supposed to be dark, but when it’s SO dark that you can’t even tell if the people standing directly beside you are cute or not, that’s too dark.
The ceilings were also extremely, extremely low and the place was grossly overcrowded. Every 2 minutes bouncers would shove their way through the crowd yelling so that servers could get through behind them. To make it worse, if we stepped 2 feet off the dancefloor, they would herd us back towards the center.
Also, the music sucked. I can’t comment on the crowd because I couldn’t see any of them.

When I was waiting in line for this place I saw the guards yelling at this guy to get out. He was pretty drunk but the guards started pushing him around telling him he was a disturbance. It sounded like the guy was inside and just wanted to get his jacket, but they wouldn’t let him. It was awful. This guy started crying and they just pushed him around.
I should have just left when I saw how terrible they treat their paying customers… But I went inside anyway since I was with friends.
When we walked in me and all my friends were wondering if this is the place, maybe there is another main room? Its a small room that is way too dark in a low ceiling basement with some of the worst music I’ve heard at a professional place. I heard songs from almost every BoyBand that existed in the 90s. After paying a cover, spent $ 16 on a rum and coke.
There are so many places to go in NYC, why would I ever go back to this place? If you asked someone who works there, I don’t think they’ll have an answer…

Super dark, tons of seating, expensive drinks.

Stopped by for a friend’s birthday on a Friday night. I got in before 11:30PM without any issue.
Located in the basement of the W Hotel, this place is incredibly dark and tiny. If my friend wasn’t wearing a tux with a white shirt, I probably would not have found him. The DJ was playing a lot of weird House music that night.
After making an appearance at the party and getting the birthday boy a round of shots (Drinks are very pricy), I quickly left and felt sorry for the suckers waiting on a long line to get in.

Just no. no no. so much no. Bros abound. Girls are the skinny high-​heeled clad ones everyone hates, even if you are one. My sister and I each got a drink…$ 35 dollars later. Yeah thats not what a dirty martini tastes like. it meant to be SALTY. So overall, will not be returning too soon.

Don’t go here unless you enjoy tasteless music, tasteless drinks, tasteless people. Actually, you might like it if you’re completely tasteless.
The lounge itself is tiny, with super low ceilings that are supposed to be atmospheric but only make it claustrophobic. The desired effect they were going for is that of a creepy forest, I think.
Drinks are not even close to worth it, and I’m someone used to paying $ 15 for a mediocre cocktail.
Clientele is incredibly drab. Nobody knows how to dance, nobody does anything but get trashed and stare at other groups of equally awkward people.
The sound is probably the most atrocious and offensive thing about this place. Fairly sure they had the speaker system installed as an afterthought, because it sounded like someone hopped over to the electronics store earlier that day and impulse purchased some speakers.
I would comment on the DJ, but I don’t want to dignify his status as a DJ as much as a twerpy kid in his late 20’s with a laptop and no idea that the redline on the mixer he wasn’t using is a bad thing.
The most exciting thing that happens in this club is when some group of button-​down-​shirts pays too much for a bottle sparkler thing and they drag it across the club to scattered WOO~ from the crowd and pumped-​up YEAHS from the group. How thrilling, except it appears that everyone realizes that the entrance of the sparkly bottle is the most fun they will be having all night, so they keep ordering more of them until its so boring and obnoxious that everyone else leaves.

Came here last night with a few friends. We were the first and only people there for about an hour (entered at 9pm). Slowly the club started getting more and more people in. Mostly guys with sunglasses ready to party…
Drinks were ok, but you can’t really mess up a jack daniels on the rocks. music was great and the décor of the club was interesting.
3 stars because they tried to serve me an old Malbec glass which came from a bottle that has been opened for at least 4 days. Too many guys there (you need to get more ladies inside). Drinks are a tiny bit over priced.
Bouncer was very nice and friendly.

The night wasn’t very crowded, I walk up, order to vodka sodas, get my $ 28 bill, two weak drinks, and serious attitude from the bartender. Like, serious attitude. I can’t remember her name, but I would drop her like a bad habit. The point being, if your lounge is the equivalent of what JC Penney is to department stores, client-​facing staff shouldn’t be walking arrogant, rude and with attitude. Client satisfaction and retention is key.
If you want to not have fun, get attitude from someone you are paying, have shitty, overpriced drinks, and overall just be at a lounge no one stays at for more than an hour, Lilium is the place for you!
To end on good note, the bouncer was very nice! Probably expected, though, as he should be begging people to come inside.

Where’s your party tonight?
Lilium? Where’s that?
Oh you mean Underbar!
They changed the name… that’s nice. It’s still Underbar.
Sure enough that exchange was spot on of my experiences at Lilium. It’s virtually on par with Underbar, which isn’t a bad thing. I had been going to this place for a real long time. It’s a decent size lounge underneath the W hotel located in Union Square. Couldn’t hold the size of crowds lets say a large club in the meatpacking could but one of the medium sized ones. Plenty of great times here while I was younger. The line could pile up but it moves and they don’t deny people for no reason. They’ll let guys in. You don’t have to buy bottles. However don’t think you can come in with ten other guys wearing hoodies and ripped jeans. Hadn’t been there for some time until I met up with a date in Union Square and decided to hit up Underbar. To my surprise they renamed it, but barley noticed any difference. My date and I sat at a «reserved table» waiting until that «party» arrived, luckily they never did. Nice, private and cozy. Was invited to a party over this past summer completely forgetting the new name until my fuzzy alcoholic memory recalled it. The party at Lilium was solid. Plenty of room at out booth for our party, which was pretty big. Wasn’t too hot or uncomfortable… keep in mind it was a packed night, in the summer at an underground bar.
What really has me giving this place four stars is my favorite memory here. Growing up I taunted Derek Jeter numerous of times as he warms up backing up from the 3^rd baseline, playing catch. Not once did this man ever acknowledge me. He never said anything, look in my direction or act as if I was there. Sure enough one night while in Underbar, Derek Jeter himself emerged from the back. Hot model in hand. Having just come in second in MVP voting, I blurt out «Nice job winning that MVP». He turns around and gives me a pretty nasty look. SCORE! I win Jeter. You take your trophies, rings and beautiful model date home. You just responded to someone less than you! WIN… ME!

Creative DJ… did some unexpected mixes including Biggie to a Miley Cyrus beat. Walked straight in at the door (was there for a birthday party). Small space downstairs and incredibly dark.
There was a free coat check. Please tip the girl. She’s nice.

Been here a few times now for work outings and there is always a mix of strange people. Also I am very weirded out by the screen with the tounges licking various substances. Drinks are grossly overprices for what it is. Lilium has potential to be a «chill» lounge but instead I usually just feel uncomfortable when I am here.

Great atmosphere …
Horrible service, so-​so drinks
Typical NYC attitude where service staff thinks they are too good to give you service.

Me: (looking at the TV screening a mouth licking and sucking up various gel-​like substances off glass) What on Earth are you guys showing?
Bar girl: My home videos.
We were off to a good start: humour for someone behind a bar tends to be a pretty rare trait, usually drowned out by sheer panic/​stress or occasionally an overwhelming feeling of unjustified self-​awesomeness. On generally unjustified feelings of self-​awesomeness: door people were polite, friendly, and not big jerks. Win!
Anyway, Miss Bartender made a good martini, so that’ll add another star. But beyond any of this…
Atmosphere was decent, crowd were unlikely to rob you… But there wasn’t really anything particularly special about this place. Other places that will charge these prices (that I go to) will have an extra quirk: a rooftop view, an amazing layout, a great dance floor, monkey waiters, a circus freak show with the world’s tallest midget. But here, it just seemed it’d put the prices up to keep the plebs out.
I’d go again if I was in the area and needed a nice clean bar, but wouldn’t go out of my way.