Niche (now Vibe - see new review)

You stumble out of a regular club, slobber your way through a doner kebab and think about heading home to pass out when suddenly you have an incredible thought – why not continue the night's fun at Niche? It's open till 6am! As you hide your baseball cap in a bush – no peaked hats in here, my friend – and pick those last bits of meat out of your goatee, you're full of drunken excitement as the bouncers wave you in. And then you see Niche – it's Shawn of the Dead on speed, loads of zombie–shaped clubbers wriggling about to speed garage and funky house. You run for your life, sprint past the beggar who's sitting proudly on the pavement wearing a new baseball cap, and dive into bed. Safe from the dark forces of nocturnal club–land once again.

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