Simyone

Fact: Lost my wallet on a manic Friday night. Never left it at the bar, nada.
Fact: Management immediately replied to my email about my lost wallet with the good news they found & kept in their safe!!!
How often does that happen??!

This is an excellent choice if you want to party with the henchmen from Taken 2.
I was at a table here with some friends on a Thursday night and noted the robust selection of Start Wars cantina characters decorating the establishment. The x-​rays decorating the walls were appropriate given the sideshow/​medical oddity nature of the crowd, I’m assuming a collection of Staten Islanders and Eastern European leather jacket/​rug salesmen. The music was top 100 the two times I went, not very good. It is not a place I want to spend $ 20 a drink at or pay for a bottle. There are too many superior alternatives everywhere.

Not sure why this is known as a celebrity club, because it sure doesn’t seem like it. Most people here go with promoters, and that’s a good idea. The drinks here are pricey as hell, you’ll wait to get a table and sit.
The guys here seem worse than most clubs I’ve been to. Very rude and douchey. Like, who wears a snapback to a club? Very persistent, rough, just plain out nasty. No class. Maybe it was just that night, but I certainly won’t be back for the people at this place. One guy even climbed up and stood on the chairs and started to unbutton his shirt. What the heck?!
The staff is also a bit rude. They are walking around everywhere, keeping an eye on everyone like they’re the chaperones at a high school dance, shining their flashlights everywhere. The place itself is crowded as hell, I don’t need your flashIight in my face. Also, I took maybe like two mints in the bathroom and the bathroom attendant says rudely, «You know, those aren’t free.» Way to ask for a tip.
Let it be known that the second time I was here, she just completely blocked me from the mints and told me to pay up. Poor service.
The cups were cracked and a bit foggy, you know like the ones that haven’t been washed in a while.
Nasty and trashy. Won’t be back.

Matt from Simyone is a racist doorman. Its not even a Girl guy ratio thing or a «subjective» opinion as I’ve grown up here for my all my life and have not had any issues elsewhere. MSG me for details.

Overall, I thought this nightclub was alright, but we wont be back.
We (ladies) didnt have any issues getting in. Once we were in, the drinks are horrifically overpriced. I think it was $ 18 for an average, nothing special, drink.
The bartenders were terrible. The two bartenders were downright rude, snooty and simply disgusting, to say the least.
The ambiance and crowd were OK, I’ve seen better in Manhattan.

Bus boys were violent toward customers, intentionally knocking drinks out of hands and shouting vulgarities. Bartenders served a drunken patron when the bar was closed, took partron’s money, and immediately took the untouched drink back as the bouncers escorted patron out.
EMM Group should be ashamed.

I don’t know if it’s a sad thing to admit or not; but I’m at a point where those so-​called «great» nightclubs hardly impress me and I rarely would describe a night at those places «fantastic». Sure, it’s probably one of those most hopping clubs with lots of models in meatpacking but that means nothing to me. After all, I find most of those places indifferent.
pros — lighting is beautiful, I like different colors of lighting on their wall; DJ is legit, not necessarily famous but they play decent EDM music which I like; dance space is decent, not spacious but you don’t have to dance on the couch.
cons — crowd can be pretentious but it’s pretty common in meatpacking, isn’t it; drinks are just average, for the price I paid, I could probably get better drinks at some speakeasy bars.

This place is small, but packed with so many beautiful people. I get to avoid the pretentious bouncer bs because I go with someone who knows someone. The music is pretty generic but I dance my ass off anyway. I can’t comment on the price of drinks because I’ve never had to buy one here.
Does it really stand out from all the other MPD clubs? Probably not. It’s not as hard to get into now as it was a couple years ago, but I keep coming back nonetheless.

At first glance, I would have given this place 3 stars. Nothing really separated this hedonist’s paradise from any other hot nightclub in NYC. Still, I’ve got to say, I’m a fan. Everyone puts on their very best and has a great time there without being too pretentious, especially for the meatpacking district.
I saw one or two shady ass guys who looked like they didn’t belong this past weekend, but they are at a minimum, probably because they were kept at bay by the bouncers. Props to the bouncers.
Props to the DJ. Wow, just wow. That guy seamlessly wove a lyrical story for the whole night. I wish I could just take you wherever I go so you can play my theme music wherever I go, Mr. DJ.
Props to the workers for being professional and courteous, as well as engaging. Here’s to you, Walter. You made our night ever so much better.
Other useful info:
There is coat check for $ 3, and drinks are about the $ 18 – 20 range. FYI, smoking is allowed in this club (and a lot of other clubs in NY for some reason).

May I suggest SL be the best club in meatpacking or maybe even the whole Manhattan? Yes NO1!
This is the ultimate role model for all dance clubs in NYC.
Happy and pleasant-​looking people, the most amazing, completely rocking music (thank you DJ SussOne spinning for the night), beautiful and in fact chic layout!
There are very few clubs I would truly want to go back. Simyone Is so awesome, that makes me feel like having found an oasis in MP. :)

I’ve been here a few times, for events during Fashion Week, etc., but it wasn’t until recently that I came here for a regular night out on a Saturday. «Regular» that is, because there was nothing regular about my experience here. Here’s why:
First of all I went with a few friends that were in town visiting and wanting the rage. They had a little cash to spend and didn’t really care where they went, so we came here. Got to the front, told the door guy we wanted to get bottles and a table. He’s like, sure. We had a big group so one of the people we were with went inside to get the best sized table to fit us all. She came back a minute or 2 later and she was pleased with it, so we went inside. Apparently it was a $ 2000 minimum… my boy covered it, no problem (with a Kanye shrug too). We get inside, and the service is impeccable, we even had a guy who was basically our own security! I guess this is how the other half lives? Not bad though. DJ Sinatra was spinning and he’s awesome so the music was on point. Everyone was jamming out and having a great time… and there was what appeared to be, the perfect amount of people in the club. Like, not too packed, but justttttt right. I guess you get what you pay for right? I can’t see myself coming here unless I had a table or a promoter who had one, but if you do, I don’t see why not!

Filled with joy and excitement, I headed to Simyone Lounge. A hedonist’s paradise, Ibosim’s temple in NYC. The crème de la crème of the notable Meat Packing District (MPD).
Walking down 14^th street towards its velvet rope, I caught a glance of one of the dreaded douchey bouncers mentioned by previous Unilocalers. Contrary to previous reviews, the bouncers seemed cordial and professional: just guys doing their job. Inside, at the time of my arrival (12:00 A.M. Thursday), Simyone was almost empty.
Upon entering, I dashed toward the bar to get my mango mai tai fix! This is my go-​to drink for the summer, but, alas, it was not on their menu. Reeling from the absence of my dear mai tai, I just told her to make something both sweet and sour with a summery strawberry flavor. She managed to come up with a decent concoction.
The hip-​hop was blasting (not really my style), but the few revelers in attendance seemed to be enjoying it. Simyone has two rooms: one where the bar is, and the other where the DJ mixes the beats. By the way, smoking is allowed in the latter mentioned room.
What about the crowd? Well, it was a mixed bunch, replete with creepy guys that did not know how to take a hint about their advances not being needed or wanted. Additionally, there were some girls wearing cocktail dresses, and a handful of models. The models would go there and quickly leave. I left disappointed at around 1:30 A.M. Perhaps, it was a bad night, but as far as I am concerned there is too much hype about this place! Neither the music, nor the crowd was spectacular.

Pros:
Five+ stars for the AWESOME music and free bottle service.
Popping champagne like it’s nobody’s business while wearing glowstick necklaces and flower clips… why not?
Cons:
1 star for the prissy white guy bouncer in front who was just being a douchebag all around.
Oh and 1 star for letting those 12 year old anorexic girls smoke inside. Gross.

What a good looking group of people! There wasn’t one ugly duckling in sight. But it all goes downhill from here.
The 7 of us were seated at a tiny wooden table barely big enough for a bucket of ice for our bottles. Their music selection is interesting– from Classic Rock, to Britney Spears, to Electro. Not my cup of tea. Beware! The dance floor is TINY and that says a lot coming from someone who’s had her share of awful experiences at awful clubs with awfully tiny dance floors. SL makes other clubs’ dancing area and DJ booth seem ginormous.
Funny story– Our table caught on fire because our waitress dropped a handful of napkins directly into the small candle. She started panicking and screaming on top of her lungs. A Latino bus-​boy came to the rescue with a pitcher of water.
Unfortunate story– Someone went into my bag and stole my wallet and camera at Simyone.
Would I ever go back? Oh, hell to the no.

SL is a trendy and happening lounge right in Meatpacking District. We have a big private party here and it was a lot of fun.
The space is kind of narrow and long and extends to the back where there are tables for VIPs.
I luckily got to drink from the bottles but I heard a cocktail here costs $ 18, which is pretty steep but probably standard in Meatpacking.
I am not sure if I will return and have to pay for admission… But I will be happy to return for free!!!

$ 18 for a Long Island iced tea? That’s atrocious, even for NYC.[1]
Simyone itself is tiny. If you’re rolling in it, you may want to get bottle service in their DJ room, one of the two midget rooms here. Due to the lack of space, seating’s at a premium; it can get stuffy inside.
Don’t get me started on their seizure-​inducing wall lighting.[2]
[1] To add insult to injury, it was made with mostly ice.
[2] There were other things I didn’t enjoy about the evening, but I think that’s enough.

I love SL. It’s one of the few clubs in New York that is a total package MePa club:
–Plays great house music
–Is tight at the door, so you know no nasties are getting in
–Pretty décor
–Great for dancing
–Strong cocktails
It’s pretty wild, and I always know it’s going to be one of those nights where I wake up immediatly regretting my decision to go out. Worth it? Duh– yes.

Oh, Simyone (often abbrevied SL) — over a year since my first visit and you’re still going strong. I have to hand it over to the EMM group, as just like the revamped Tenjune — SL continues to an amazing place to party and has no signs of slowing down.
Make it past the doorman and velvet ropes and descend the stairs below sister restaurant Abe & Arthur. You’ll find yourself in what I like to call the «bar room.» While it is bigger than the back (main room), this room is usually less crowded. The restrooms are located to your right. The (only) large bar spans to the left. Drinks here are pricey, around $ 14 a piece. Tables line the edges of this room, however when I popped in around 200a on a Thursday there were only a handful of these tables sold.
Venture further back to what I like to call the «main room» and you will see what fun SL has to offer. Tables line the entire room and the DJ booth is smack in the middle. The same angled, rectangular «frames» which actually hold x-​rays (kind of creepy) and change colors as the lights flash behind them are also found in this room.
As the club begins to pack itself (it is relatively small) and sparklers fly and champagne flows, party go-​ers will begin to dance their faces off in this room. Dancing will ensue on banquettes, and everybody just want to have a good time.
I love SL because it’s a cool place to party minus all the pretentiousness. Definitely still models, bottles, and the like, as on a random Thursday, every table in the main room was sold w/​at least three bottles on each. I left around 315 and the party was still bangin with DJ Chachi on the decks.
All in all, great time. Two notes — I came from le bain to meet some friends and was in jeans, a v-​neck, and tennies. Dress code definitely seemed to be more lax. Additionally, I made it past the doorman solo (having dropped a name). The fate of the other 5 or 6 guys in line wasn’t looking too good. Come correct with a good ratio, or know somebody — standard procedure in this city.

Worth every penny. ;-)
If you have friends from out of town (or out of the country) and you can get in (thank you M*** and K*****, I promise I’ll move out soon), definitely a «new york» experience (which easily beats the other new york ‘experiences’ such as «getting hit by a taxi» and «realizing the guy next to you on the subway does not have bluetooth and really IS talking to himself»)
I would however suggest light pregaming before getting inside. (I have no shame about carrying a «water» bottle on the subway when I need to take more than one line)

If the names Eugene Remm and Mark Birnbaum are not ringing any bells then you probably haven’t solicited MPD when it was at it’s prime 2 – 3 years ago.
It seemed that the End of Days was coming to MPD way before 2012, but prepare to dust off your black card, and $ 800 stilettos because the owners of the famed STK and Tenjune have literally become the Messiahs of the cobblestone streets.
Welcome to the scene: Simyone Lounge. The *new* heavy hitter that is giving Noah Teppenberg’s Avenue a slap in the face with it’s expertly timed soft opening during last weeks NYC Fashion Week.
Not very pro gentlemen my girlfriends, and I came here on a whim to grab a drink. The interior made me nostalgic of the once famed Submercer. A surprisingly large space, the first room is occupied primarily by a decadently designed bar and a 5’11 model populated seating area –what’s Meatpacking without bottle service right?
The next room is simple yet stunning with a sloped mirrored ceiling and dark brick walls. The DJ is artfully tucked into a corner, and I appreciate the separation between bar and dance floor.
In all honesty this is not my sort of party. I prefer to be somewhere that resembles the snapshots on
then someones Facebook.
Nonetheless let’s all hail the new king of exclusivity: Simyone