The pleasures of Rain Las Vegas lie in its contradictions. Like the hotel-casino that hosts it, the club was built for locals but encourages out-of-state visitors to leave the Strip and party down. It is cavernous without feeling impersonal, unique without being gimmicky and elegant without being pretentious.
As you enter the club through a bright, futuristic tunnel, the club's visual charms hit you immediately. The state-of-the-art lighting system washes the room in color and motion, the dance floor seems to float on a bed of fountains and a wall of Strip-facing windows compliment the members-only "cabanas" on the upper level. The latter may seem an unusual design choice for a discotheque -- traditionally windowless boxes -- but it pays off. Rain is very much part of the fun that's going on outside, a party that hasn't stopped for years.
The sound system is good and sharp -- all the better to pump out those deep house and techno beats -- and live shows by the likes of Macy Gray help to draw out Vegas' prettiest, best-dressed crowd. Contrary to popular perception, not only does it rain in the desert, but it's also a real pleasure when it does.