Tracks

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Fil M

Ehh. This place used to be magical when they had an elevated stage for people to dance upon and a darker atmosphere and people were nice. However thats all changed. Heres my experience as a bi, black guy: you start your trek to the most remote bar in Denver thats near absolutely nothing. You cant take the bus or light rail and you definitely have to plan for a ride to get here and back. You get in line. The security guard is strict for the wrong reasons (declare that people are drunk when they clearly arent and prevent entry) and feels he is the master gatekeeper. He allows you to pass with a quick glance. You proceed to the ticket counter. You pull out a card and theyre annoyed saying they no longer accept cards (???) and that its better to charge people for ATM fees. Get out of line, do the ATM thing, accept their fee. Back in line, you pay $5 or $10. You pay for coat check, or not, and you go to the 2nd gatekeeper. With a silent wave, youre in. You walk forward, and to your left there is a lounge, a dance floor, and a huge glaring screen with pretty (and bright) visuals. To your right is a crowded bar. Drinks are good and strong, you decide you want one. You stand around awkwardly for the next 5 minutes until a bartender notices you. Are you unattractive? Wait another 3 minutes while a cute guy who just approached the counter redirects the bartenders attention towards him. Your friends wonder where you are. You wonder wher--oh, the bartender finally sees you and asks what you want. Under a minute, you get your drink and your tab. Give them 2+ dollar tip or you wont be treated nicely next time. Fast forward through the night: the music is good, but you caught on that the DJ is repeating songs like a skipping record; you go to the next rooms dance floor, its crowded but clearly a different genres of people and music. Do you fit in? Do you stand around looking at people? How long can you stand the music? Move on outside. The breeze is nice, a cup of water awaits here, too. It smells like cigarettes. You move around, following your noes. You find a fresher spot, but you catch on that everyone is young. Hmm, go back to main dance floor. Are you black or dark? Are you male? You havent managed to find someone to dance with, and its a half hour earlier until close, but youre forced out. You cant find your friends or you need to use the bathroom. Youre given no mercy as you are shoved out. Find your friends and your ride outside. Good luck if its raining, snowing, or cold af. Pee somewhere along the building to show them how you really feel. Good night.

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Josh Junon

My boyfriend and I came in from out of town this weekend. We wanted a place to dance and have a few, and since I had been to Tracks once before I figured its be an ok place to visit again. We got a lyft down and upon arrival we showed our IDs to two completely silent bouncers. After getting our wristbands we figured we were in and went to the gate. On our way there, the coat checker very obviously snapped a picture of us on his phone. We didnt say anything and just continued to the gate, where we were asked for our tickets. We showed the wristbands thinking thats what he meant, and instantly he jumped on his walkie talkie asking for security. We got the hint and went back to look for the ticket booth, conveniently next to the coat check desk. My boyfriend went to confront the coat checker about him taking a picture of us, and I went to get some tickets. Turns out there was an event going on - which is fine - but the ticket clerk drag queen was just rude. She told me it was 10 for both of us, and I handed her my card. She flicks it back at me and curtly tells me its cash only. I asked if they had an ATM, which earned me a loud snort and a finger pointing around the corner. Came back with cash, paid her, and got back a 5 and some ones - which were laid out already. The next thing she says is "usually you tip people who make you laugh". Seeing as how we were treated like we had been 86d and had pictures taken of us I was hardly in a laughing mood. My boyfriend responded that he wasnt laughing and she told him to walk away, waving a fairy want at him through the glass. I gave her a one just to shut her up - drags that explicitly ask for tips drive me up a wall. Got in, the bartender was pretty nice, the drink wasnt terrible and the music was appropriate for the event (not to our liking but we danced anyway). Lighting was great and atmosphere wasnt bad. The lights were turned on and the music off at about 1:40. Everyone was pissed - there was no last call and some people still had new drinks. A few people stuck around to watch someone do some performance and immediately an overzealous bouncer boy told everyone to "discard [their] drinks and leave". On our way out, we decided to be friendly and told the ticket clerk to have a nice night and sorry for the mess earlier. "Yep" is all we got back and was the last straw, making that the last time well ever be visiting such a terrible bar.

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Robert Bates

So I went there for my very first time the other night with some friends. And I have to say worst experience ever, we paid our fee I got my hands marked then proceeded in to have a good time. Upon arrival me and my friend needed to use the restroom so like any smart human would realize my xs faded a little. After a smoke we hit the dance floor for about 10 mins before some butch lesbian security guard walks up to me asking to see my hands. I showed her despite how rude she was being, my xs were still there but she remarked them with her sharpie and then went on her way. Ok, I thought whatever and proceeded to dance. About 10 mins after that me, my friend and her boyfriend were having a good time until the same security guard comes up and ask for my ID and my friends boyfriend who happened to have a drink in his hand. Im under 21 I dont drink or smoke or do anything but this very rude and up in your face security guard walks me and him to an exit outside. She then proceeded to yell at us saying I took a drink of his liquor and she was going to call the cops, we tried to explain that was false but she would not hear or understand anything we said. She then threw are IDS back at us and told us to go home. Look I never write reviews about places but this was the worst experience Ive ever had, especially for a first time. I wont be back because I continued my night at Beta nightclub and had a blast! Plus the staff there is amazing and friendly so Tracks you should take a note or two. Bye see you never.

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Cory Blaine

The only reason I am even giving this place an extra star is because Ive had some fun times there with people I know, but be warned...this place is only a step-up from a prison. As someone mentioned in 1 of the reviews, you always treated like criminal for doing even the most innocuous things. I once walked past a bouncer on my way out forgetting to get stamped, and came back minutes later only to be told he didnt remember me. They expected me to pay again, despite having a wristband. See ya, X bar is better. My final draw with this establishment came when I was assaulted on their milk and cookies (under 21) night by some trouble-makers. Then, tracks made a false allegation against me...and tried to cover up what REALLY happened. This place is hardly the best place in town for gays. Its fun if youre into cliquey, flaky crowd that dont possess hardly an ounce of character...but if you want a more mature, reliable crowd that does more than just walk past you pretentiously and dont acknowledge you, dont go to Trash.

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