Eagle NYC

I went to this location for the first time, and I had an amazing time The staff was very respectful, even down to security. this location is very big on safety they provide the necessary tools you need to be safe the music was good very big and spacious, and everyone that was having a good time was very respectful to one another. I would highly recommend going.and Bring a friend. And another friend and another friend. if I can add more stars, I would.

Visited Eagle with my gay best friend all the way from Houston, Tx and honestly, was a disappointment. My friend and I always go to gay bars together and as a woman, no one has ever had a problem with me being at a gay bar. We always have a good time together and even with other people. I’ve never had a gay man come up to me to tell me that I shouldn’t be at a gay bar until December 31st, 2023. Mind you, I was not the only woman in Eagle that night. I was having a great time and for him to ruin it was not a good moment to the point where I felt so uncomfortable and I had to leave. The atmosphere truly was something else and it wasn’t a great one either. To the person who said those nasty words to me, thank you for ruining my New Year’s Eve but seriously, do better as an older person and mind your business. The staff however, were kind and to the security guy in the front, muchas gracias por todo! I was so excited to spend my New Year’s Eve there but sadly, that got ruined.

Was very disappointed. We both paid $25 cash cover. Went in and it was very crowded. Not in a fun way. In the way it's hard to walk through sometimes and everyone is just standing around. Barely anyone was in gear. Nothing at all happening inside. Some people playing pool, and a basic dj. Margarita from the cash only bar was okay. Spent maybe 20min here before leaving. Out of all things in nyc, this was the most not worth the money thing. Would have been much better off going to a regular gay bar.

Queer NYC nightlife is getting worse unfortunately. It needs a miracle. I went to Eagle NYC on a Friday because one of my favorite DJs was playing. Friends and I went to the bar to get a drink, and my friend mistakenly ordered a whiskey soda, instead of a whiskey cola. We didn't even leave the bar when I realized so I nicely asked the same bartender if he wouldn't mind making me the correct drink. He blatantly said no. So I left the drink with him at the bar, and he immediately threw it away and walked away. Later on, I was making out with a friend and Security tapped me on the shoulder and told me "not here". When I asked where then, he said "not here!". All it takes is one bad experience, and this was it for me. Never going back ✌🏾

I would be very honest if I said I felt beyond horrible , we donde went cuz we have a plan we went cuz we were looking a place to dance and the guy in my hotel told us about the place . We arrive front door guy was very nice but the atmosphere was very weird , and I feel insecure, then we went to buy drinks and I could say with my heart I never feel so disappointed of being gay and Latin , the guy that go take my order was racist and he didn’t like us there , he literally said : why you’re here ! . I understand that maybe we weren’t in the dress code, but we were wearing pants shirt very casual , I don’t know if he wanted us to be naked ?. Then I asked for a soda , I don’t knew what they sell ? So I ask what kind of soda you guys have , he reply this is America so we have everything. It was rude it was very disappointing and at some point I felt some Kind of humiliation. We stay there for 20 minutes , and we just left , there’s not security there so we can see how the people were touching each other and try to steal from them , I don’t know if the place have any knowledge about it but it happens so I just would like to say IF YOURE DESPERATE FO THERE . I try to speak with someone about my experience but no one was able to pick the phone and said a word. Which means the support and “gay friendly” environment it’s just an excuse to make money and allow thiefs

Why men need women I never thought I'd say this, but men really do need women. For anyone who disagrees, spending just one night at the Eagle should immediately disabuse them of any such notions to the contrary. This May, I was - what I initially thought - lucky enough to spend one night within the confines of this establishment. We arrived at about 10pm, late by most standards, to find the venue rather deserted - except for the bears wearing nothing but jockstraps wandering around the second floor. This, perhaps, was our first warning sign. Unperturbed, however, we proceeded to purchase cocktails - spicy margs of course - before settling into a corner to watch the evenings events unfold. The venue itself began to fill up from around 11pm, and was positively overflowing with men from 12pm. Shirts made a disappearance from midnight. Dear reader, as I’m sure you are already aware, without the presence of women to uphold the morals and norms of our society, men quickly revert to a more animalistic state. For straight men, this tends to involve hitting things, being smelly, or searching for a woman with whom to found the next generation. But for gay men, for whom procreation is impossible, this leans more towards the habit of spraying their future generations up the walls or onto any unsuspecting individual that just so happens to be nearby. It was 1am when I turned to my friend on my he dance floor - surrounded by a sea of sweaty, testosterone-covered, gyrating white bodies, and remarked: ‘Oh my gawd! - picking up the local lingo obvs - There are no women!’ We both froze, the gravity of what this meant suddenly dawning on us. Looking to my left, I saw muscle gays fondling each other, switching to my right, i spotted bears doing much the same, with some Lycra-clad bicycle gays - clearly didn’t get the shirtless memo - up to no good behind them. Peering through the near impenetrable wall of sweaty bodies, I saw a man on his knees doing something to another man that I shall not defile present company’s ears by describing in a public forum. Dear reader, a night at this establishment is a must at least once in your life - but maybe just once. And, as I now always say, attend for the vibes - not because you want to find someone. On my trip, I made the mistake of doing the latter, which meant I only met one man worth talking to. ‘Oh my gawd, you’re from London, I love The Times newspaper,’ he gurgled between tequila shots. This immediately prompted an in-depth discussion from myself about the future chances of Nicola Sturgeon in the next general election, and whether the reign of the SNP was at an end. Let’s just say, his love of The Times may now be tested.