We can't begin to describe how awful we think this place is. Sitting in Shaftsbury square, and lit up like a bad 70's disco, its mindblowing how many people this place can attract on Thursdays and Saturdays. The queues to get in are the biggest down side of the club, and once in, the crap cheesy music doesn't help much either.

It was amusing to watch the crowd though, as they done lap after lap of the club in a ridiculousy blatant attempt to pull a member of the opposite sex. It was also a nightmare getting served at the bar too, and the toilets did'nt fare much better. All in all, the whole night seemed like one big queue, and if we had a penny for every cheesy chat-up-line we overheard, we'd have left early and used it to pay the taxi home. M(MMMMaybe not)-Club.