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The Gates is a 1920s-style, gilded era lounge where the walls, the rails, even the ceiling are lined in gold. The speakeasy-like spot has a hard door, only discernible by its large brass gates that seem a bit out of place on 8th Ave. next to CVS, Rite Aid and the Gap. Still, it?s on the cusp of West Chelsea clubland, and maybe the special spot should be a bit separated.
With the railroad layout, you can shoot straight through its two large rooms. Past the velvet cloak, walking into the long bar with small chandelier accents, you?ll pass the ?influential crowd? that the venue touts, with good beats playing above. The walls are adorned with olive velvet, arched mirrors, and marble ? all things you?d think of when you hear the words ?Biltmore Hotel,? where much of the decor was salvaged.
The plush furniture is perfect for people-watching, with ample seating in the back by the fireplace. A few banquets are upfront for the lucky to be seated by the standing-room bar.
With small potted palm trees, and carefully crafted signs ""dancing is prohibited,"" the sleek and thrombotic sound system overhead you?ll know you?ve arrived at The Gates. Maybe even tell someone about it ? in the club?s phone booth. Better have good service though. There?s no actual phone in there.
Pros: Old-fashioned Decor, Crowd, Entrance
Cons: Difficult Door, A bit pretentious, Crowded, Hard to Talk
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