Underground Clubs

Fun fact: most of the clubs in Bath are underground because it is cheaper rent and also it muffles the sounds, which is a good thing considering how close everything is.

In case you’re having trouble picturing it, you enter the small “shop front” and go to the main desk, pay 3 pounds with a student ID. The next room over is where you buy the drinks (usually really busy and you have to push your way in and know exactly what you want if you want a hope of being served. Having the correct change helps things). The next room to the right is the lounge. Actually it’s two rooms full of old fashioned red leather couches. Some people are there, to talk somewhere quieter, but most people go down the narrow stairs and into the club. This one was tiny. Apparently there are bigger ones (I didn’t mind the cramped setting, as I said in Pubbing and Clubbing). There are little “caves” to the side with benches and small tables, where you can shout conversations at each other or just recover from your manic dancing (my dancing wasn’t manic but I still sat down after an hour of side stepping and lip-syncing to songs I didn’t know).

This is Moles, the club we went to. Except on our night there was no old guy singing to us (for better or for worse).