Yes I went to FIRE! After a good douzen times of waiting in the queue for this legendary gay club and being turned down because we "do not look the type", "would not understand", "wearing to many clothes" and of course "not that way" we ventured in to the fog of Vauxhal's, and in my opinion, London's craziest gay club. The club itself was experiencing the same problem which seems to be hitting all of London, possibly caused by the "depression", it was empty!. However in order to cope with the 500 instead of 1200 people they simply closed 2 rooms, which made it come across much smaller but bought back the atmosphere. As with most late night gay clubs this place had an insane funky/dirty/deep house couple of DJ's which made for some good ear punishment. My only problem was that there were not the usual friendly people you find in these places, most people who could see we were not gay gave us the cold shoulder and a few even asked us what we were doing there.
The make up the club is simple, 4 medium sized rooms, each with a slightly varying theme, would say that it is a nice place rather than a smart or grimy place. I would recommend going at least once just to see what it is like, and get a glimpse of the muscle Marys (fucking hilarious), head there post 1AM to get the full experience...
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