Don't be deceived by the deceptively small pokey bar on the ground floor because underneath lies another world of the most happening tunes and a party crowd revelling like it's New Years Eve every night. Uh... no, it's not quite that good, but it's the best of a bad bunch around the area. The middle floor is kind of a loungy, chill-out mish-mash of stools and velvet, while the simple dancefloor downstairs keeps the commercial dance lovers off the streets 'til a measly 1am on Thu, Fri and Sat. At which time you'll wonder where the hell to go next. You're screwed.