First there was Bamboo. Then there was Ultra Supper Club. Now: Cube. (Image: Gizelle Lau)
After nine years, Ultra Supper Club, the restaurant-cum-club that replaced Queen West’s long-time tropical standby Bamboo, has made way for something new, albeit from the same owner: Cube,Charles Khabouth and Ink Entertainment’s latest nightclub. “We did everything we could with Ultra,” Khabouth, who’s gotten a little sick of his “King of Clubs” moniker, told us. “And as time passed, the neighbourhood changed and I thought it was time we did, too.”
Cube presents itself as a mature nightclub for the 25-plus crowd that wears designer-everything rather than plaid-everything. It’s a group that wants bottle service in a booth, an attentive waitstaff and premium liquor (bottles start at $200, but the sky’s the limit). A small menu of late night snacks, at $9 a plate, includes chicken satay with peanut sauce and tempura shrimp with a Thai dipping sauce, as well as mini desserts served on “Asian spoons.” Cube boasts a state-of-the-art D&B sound system that should handle the all-house-music Friday nights just fine, and a 12-by-6-foot LED wall, which comes with a hefty $100,000 price tag.
Cube’s retro aesthetic is thanks to Alessandro Munge of Munge Leung, Khabouth’s go-to design man. Custom-made bronze shelving behind the 50-foot polished black bar is matched by bronze beams and lighting fixtures throughout. Curved vintage yellow-green booths are spread all over space for ample seating and lounging. Floating above the room and along the back walls, there’s a “film-strip” mural made from the spliced segments of old 70’s porn for an appropriately cubist bit of racy, retro fetishism. The 3,500-square-foot rooftop patio will open once the weather allows it.
Next up for Khabouth are two restaurants on King West: Patria, a Spanish tapas joint, and Wes Lodge, a modern saloon that promises a large selection of spirits that are a good deal browner than you’ll find at Cube.
Went to the opening last night. Worse club experience I have had in Toronto. The place was obviously over capacity and getting from one side to the other took a lot of time and patience. Even the bouncers were worried about not being able to get around.
Had to wait almost two hours in line to get our jackets because the racks had all fallen over and our coats were on the floor.
The “premium liquor” was smirnoff…
Never again.
best comment heard about the opening of Cube: “did they think the were designing a strip club?”
With a name like “Ultra” you would figure that a place in a world class city like Toronto would be amazing… simply the best! Right? Well that was not the case and I am not surprised that Charles has redesigned what will ultimately become another Ultra disappointment.
Video killed the radio star. Bottle service killed the dance floor!
After looking over the photo album, I’d say this is a premium place for a roofie colada.
Satay chicken and shrimp tempura? Earth-shatteringly creative. 70’s porn – how naughty. Why don’t they just call it ‘douche’ and get it over with?
charlie, you’re creatively bankrupt bro.
Easily one of the worst club scenes in the city. I can’t believe that cheesy South Beach vibe is still in demand.