Pure Nightclub

We went there on Halloween night,and they made our day . Pretty decent and nice place at downtown to chill on weekends. the ambience of the bar is very attractive. More crowds and vibrant to mix around but you need to join the queue at least 10 PM on to enter at 11 PM. Overall I enjoyed here.

The atmosphere and bottle service were fine, lots of young energy. However, they never care about your safety and always have attitudes. One minimum bottle for a VIP table, we ordered 2 Don Julio, the price is $500 x 2 plus additional tax & service fee (which is shown $300/bottle on the website menu).

First off, the bouncers were straight up shady. One of them looked me up and down like he was scanning meat at Costco. Then he tells my friend she’s "not thick enough" to skip the line. Excuse me? Is there a BMI requirement to party now? We finally get in after 30 minutes of being stared at like prey. And inside? Creep central. Guys pretending to "accidentally" bump into us 24/7. One dude literally grabbed my waist from behind like I was his property. I turned around like "do I know you?" and he just smirked. As if that was supposed to be hot? And it got worse. On the way to the bathroom, it was like walking through a tunnel of hands. One of them literally slapped my ass, then dipped into the crowd before I could even react. My girl got cornered by two guys while she was waiting for her drink — one of them asked if her "lips were real" while staring at her chest. She said no thanks and they told her to "smile more or go home." We didn’t even finish our drinks. Walked out. Felt violated. Dirty. Like we paid cover just to get harassed for an hour.

Their bartender is a crook. I ordered their redbull and grey goose. When the guy gave me a drink in a small drink I asked him for the rest of the rebuild. He said I had to pay $7 for it. I told him the board said it came with it. He said no it didn't and then instead of charging me $16 he charged me 18 plus tax. When i drank this drink he must have been irritated or had a power complex because my drink was made with the cheapest well vodka made, not the grey goose I ordered. I could tell because I've been a bartender for 2 years. It's ridiculous. However, I did talk to their manager Tony on the way out and he was really nice. If I end up back here, it's because of Tony.

I wasn’t even supposed to write this. But after what I witnessed that night, staying silent feels like betrayal. It was supposed to be a celebration — just a night out at the club with a small group of friends. My best friend brought his girlfriend, and we were all just trying to have a good time. But what I saw on that dance floor still makes my stomach turn. Within minutes of walking into that place, I noticed something was off. The energy felt aggressive — not playful. Men circling women like vultures. Hands moving in the dark. No boundaries. I watched, helpless and furious, as my friend’s girlfriend was groped — not once, not twice, but multiple times by random guys brushing past her, grabbing her waist, her arm, even trying to pull her in. She was clearly shaken. I saw the way she froze. I saw her glance over at my friend — and the panic in her eyes. He rushed to her, pushed the crowd back, tried to get the staff involved. And you know what they did? Nothing. One bouncer shrugged and said, "That’s just how it is here." Another literally laughed. Like it was some kind of joke. I wanted to scream. This wasn’t just a bad night. This was a place that allowed women to be violated while pretending it was normal. They stood there and let it happen. Security? Worthless. Staff? Cowards. Management? Nowhere in sight. We left early. She was in tears. My friend was livid. And the worst part? I think that club still thinks it got away with it. Like it was just another Saturday. But it wasn’t. It was trauma. And no amount of music, lights, or overpriced drinks can drown that out. If you’re reading this and considering going there — don’t. Don’t support a place that lets predators dance freely while the people in charge look the other way. Because what happened to her could happen to your friend. Your sister. Your girlfriend. And when it does — they’ll do nothing.

★☆☆☆☆ DO NOT GO HERE. I took my girlfriend here for what we thought would be a fun night out — but it turned into one of the most humiliating and disgusting experiences of our lives. Within minutes of stepping onto the dance floor, my girlfriend was groped by multiple strangers — not once, but repeatedly. She was clearly uncomfortable, trying to move away, visibly shaken. I saw it happen with my own eyes. I immediately alerted the staff. You’d think security at a professional venue would do something, right? No. They looked at me, shrugged, and said, "That’s just how it is on the dance floor." Excuse me? Is this place a nightclub or a predator’s playground? The staff didn’t care. The bouncers stood around chatting. The bartenders pretended not to see. My girlfriend was literally in tears, and they acted like she was the problem. This place doesn’t care about women’s safety. If you’re a woman, or with someone you love — STAY AWAY. If the vibe is more "free-for-all" than "respectful party," then your business doesn’t deserve to exist. This isn’t nightlife. This is negligence. I hope no one else has to go through what we went through.

Actually a very cool venue for Sunnyvale (where I’ve lived al my life). Came here to see a pretty big name DJ and it’s nice cause not a lot of people know about the club so it doesn’t get too crowded. Shows start pretty late but there’s no trouble at all getting out of the venue or getting transportation home. Drinks are about $10 each and they’re made well - pretty easy to drink without being too watered down. A lot of private tables available for reservation and it’s a pretty sleek and cool vibe inside so I’d definitely come back for future shows.