Fitton
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Elaborate?LongsightM13 said:When it was good it was amazing.
When it was bad it was the shittest nightclub in the world.
Elaborate?LongsightM13 said:When it was good it was amazing.
When it was bad it was the shittest nightclub in the world.
strongbowholic said:Ritz on a Monday Night (early 90s) - magic.BWTAC said:It had fuck all on The Ritz.
TGR said:Well over rated in my opinion. I went a good few times and didn't think it was anything special.
Dead on son! And the mad dash around the springy dancefloor to the 633 squadron at the end of the night. Happy days.The Flash said:strongbowholic said:Ritz on a Monday Night (early 90s) - magic.BWTAC said:It had fuck all on The Ritz.
Student/Indie Night? - £1 in, 50p a pint. Glory days and no mistake SBH.
I'm old enough to have gone in there in the early days when the house thing hadn't really exploded yet. It was often two-thirds empty and freezing cold, as well as expensive for beer etc.Fitton said:Elaborate?LongsightM13 said:When it was good it was amazing.
When it was bad it was the shittest nightclub in the world.
LongsightM13 said:I'm old enough to have gone in there in the early days when the house thing hadn't really exploded yet. It was often two-thirds empty and freezing cold, as well as expensive for beer etc.Fitton said:Elaborate?LongsightM13 said:When it was good it was amazing.
When it was bad it was the shittest nightclub in the world.
There were also many shit nights once it became the biggest club in the world, too many coach parties of hillbillies and tourists queuing up from 8pm, meaning the locals couldn't get in.
And of course, there was its moody endgame, when the plastic gangsters took over.
But as I said, when it was good it was amazing
strongbowholic said:Dead on son! And the mad dash around the springy dancefloor to the 633 squadron at the end of the night. Happy days.The Flash said:strongbowholic said:Ritz on a Monday Night (early 90s) - magic.
Student/Indie Night? - £1 in, 50p a pint. Glory days and no mistake SBH.
Remember getting smashed on snakebite one particular Monday and they played "Rise". I proceeded to skip around the dancefloor indiscriminately grabbing people and shaking them whilst screaming "anger is an energy" at them.
How I'm still alive to tell the tale is a complete and utter mystery, as if I'd have been on the receiving end and I'd have battered the shit out of me.