Temple Nightclub Denver — Restaurant in Denver

The owner did absolutely nothing to resolve a simple concern I had that totaled $90. She showed massive interest in wanting to respond and be proactive. Soon as you send photos and information in, she leaves orbit.

Paid my friend, who bought us both tickets for a deadmau5 concert last night (11/5/2022). Around 11:30pm I’m in the main lobby where the admittance is (fence, security, police nearby, ticket checkers). Someone runs up to management and says there’s been an emergency and needs help on the dance floor and my instinct was to step out in case a rush of people come, which I hoped would not be the case. After stepping out, I was denied re-entry because according to the establishment, my ticket means nothing once I’ve entered the building. I waited outside for an hour hoping my friend would see my texts and could verify my ticket (he bought both of ours). He saw them after an hour of me being stuck outside and came down to prove I had paid the $45 ticket and re-admit me. While waiting, I had gone through security and was finally on the concert side of the fencing when one angry woman (ticket checker) asked to have me removed for lingering. I was pushed out of the venue by another gentleman (hands on my back shoving me in the direction of exit) and continued to wait for my friend. In the interim, 2 police were called because I was still lingering. The police were respectful and understanding that this venue’s policy didn’t make sense, but they couldn’t interfere with the process, understandably. Badge ID 1933 for the younger officer who tried to take the lead on this and get in my face for a while until realizing the odd policy Temple has about stepping out once and not being allowed back in. He then showed me empathy for the inconvenience. At this point, my friend who came to re-entry me and had been talking to the admittance crew is asked to step outside the facility and ease tensions. Little did he know, he’s now not allowed back in after being asked to speak with police. Temple policies ruined a night I had been excited for, ruined my friend’s night who tried to get me back in, ruined the night of our friends still inside that were looking for us, and ruined my friendship with the man I repaid for the ticket. I’m 32 years and I’ve never ever been to a venue that dis-envalues tickets upon entry. They theoretically ripped up my ticket upon entry without letting me know. Screw this establishment and whoever is managing it, which last night was a man who had no patience for anything and was only capable of telling us he doesn’t care and walking away.

Edit: have the owner(s) contact me

This was overwhelmingly the stickiest dance club I've entered. They need a hose outside to rinse your shoes before you enter strangers cars

Edit (#2): Its been 2 years (8/27/2024) and I'm still upset about this night. I hate that nothing has been done by the owners to right their own wrong. They simply hoped it would go unnoticed and it likely will. Unless you reach out to me and resolve a poor experience, I will continue to shoo prospective customer away from here.

Simply refund our ticket costs and I will remove this post. You stole my money and time, and negatively impacted a friendship for nothing done wrong. Your crappy policy has led us here.

SHOW that you actually care about remedying by reaching out and solving the problem! I want a refund for 2 tickets. I'm not...

I almost feel bad for what I'm about to say, trashing a nightclub online is not generally my style. But, the abysmal experience last night (Nora En Pure, 4/5/2019), unfortunately, deems this necessary. This was my first time here, and my understanding is the venue was filled significantly more than normal for what that's worth. First, there was the manner in which the line was handled. There was zero organization to this process. We had purchased tickets ahead of time, and I understand that there's going to be some wait, but this process...needs to be tightened up, kind of a lot. We were told conflicting information about which of the multiple lines to stand in, and eventually were told to "get in any line." The security let my fiance in without checking her purse, jacket, or anything at all. I was asked to "empty my pockets" and was wanded and patted down, like I'm visiting a prison. Then, all of these lines were funneled to the same person, who handed us a cheesy raffle ticket, one that could have come from Wal mart. We were in the same line as people without tickets. So, I was wondering what is up with that? Put the people with tickets in a different line than those who need to purchase them, right?

Not to nitpick, but while in line a staff member basically shoved me out of the way instead of, maybe, politely saying "excuse me" so he could enter a staff door. The staff seemed fairly rude, disorganized overall.

Once inside, my fiance looked for the bathroom, and two of the four stalls were clogged and a liquid of unknown composition covered, from what I was told, the whole floor. Unacceptable at a truck stop, and certainly a club charging what this outfit does for tickets (a joke, see above) and drinks.

Giving ctedit where it is due, a few of the bartenders were courteous, knowledgeable and expedient. Others needed to step up their game two or three notches.

On the dancefloor, and I'm not the Fire Marshall, the dancefloor is essentially the basement, under street level. What if, God forbid, there was a fire or other calamity? I don't know if everyone could get out! Just an afterthought, I don't have the building plans in front of me, but a consideration.

Other lowlights included staff, constantly, walking through the crowd with little trash cans held over their heads. Apparently there was no way to just place adequately sized receptacles throughout the establishment. I'd be embarrassed, but again, really none of my business.

The sound system was okay, but I could hear the crowd murmuring along with the sound. It looked like a good system, but the bass wasn't punchin' or anything, and I personally like my house music blaring loud, just my personal taste.

I'm giving two stars though because the LED displays were pretty legit, and the adjacent art gallery is a unique juxtaposition to the boisterous nightclub environment.

I hope these observations are taken to heart. The club community has lost a few good venues over the years (remember NORAD? Really miss that place) to mismanagement, and I want to see the scene in Denver thrive. Temple could potentially be a staple in said scene, but some fairly major adjustments are going to need to be made. Unless this happens I probably wouldn't return if they booked Tenaglia with the original members of The Doors playing the...

Hard pass. This place is absolutely awful and a failed experiment that won't be around long. I'm going to leave music reviews alone (it was solid) because any club can have a great DJ--I'm going to be evaluating the club itself and the garbage bottle service we were sold.

We're all meeting up here for a bachelor party so we obviously order bottle service ahead of time. We're having 15-20 people so we reserve a few tables upstairs right above the dance floor. We're all extremely pumped, dressed for the occasion, and ready to have a good time.

When we get there, we wait in line for bottle service. I've never had to do that before--already a red flag and in hindsight we should have left then and there. We're paying you thousands and thousands of dollars to serve us some bottles of vodka, most of what you're paying for with bottle service is obviously real estate and service. We were given none of either.

Once we're in and finally get our host, we were told they got rid of our tables and sold them to somebody else who offered more while trying to squeeze us into a SINGLE table that was left. What?! We ordered way ahead of time--at least a month or two in advance--and even if they wanted to have dismally awful customer service and sell it to a higher bidder despite our reso, At LEAST give us the chance to match or increase our own prices--we weren't even granted that. We waited 20 minutes for a server at our lone table and ended up moving sections to get more room. Tons of folks from out of town expecting to have a good time were completely screwed cause they couldn't even fit in the table area so we ended up moving down into their dingy basement with a different DJ out of respect for everybody there so we could all fit in one place. There were a solid 6 people dancing on that floor. Sweet.

Another 20 minutes goes by--yes, we're gearing up to an hour now before getting served. Some of us leave, some of us end up biting the bullet and going to the bar for a drink while we wait. We finally get some bottles. At this point it's probably futile because we've all been pissed and fuming about the crappy level of service and the robbery of the tables we reserved prior to coming, but we're really digging deep trying to have a good time out of respect for the bachelor. We ended up just leaving after just another hour or so.

The main floor is OK but not nearly big enough and you're crammed in there like a sardine. Sound is extremely loud--feel like it was louder than any club I've been in before but it could well have been my crappy mood from getting shuffled around a bunch.

Bathroom was also just... weird. Finally make it to my spot and I'm getting rushed out by the bathroom attendant. Just weird, I'll leave it at that.

DO NOT go here if you're looking to get bottle service and even if you're looking to hang on the floor, still...