The stairs drop into the street, you’re led down into what could be the final cycle of Dante’s hell. Then you realise it’s public toilet, and you think to yourself, hang on, could this be worse than hell, and why (God have mercy upon my grubby soul) am I paying to get into it?

Fear not, young noble. Your Saturday night is not to be spent on your hands and knees, just, “…err, looking for something, Officer.” No, far from it. Like the winner of a non-existent, but truly amazing game show, you find yourself in a converted Victorian ‘public convenience’ listening to some of the most cutting edge electronic music London has to offer. It’s small, but space is reserved for breathing, so grab a (seriously cheap) drink and trip the light fantastic.

An awesome venue verging, naturally, closer to the underground side of the city.