The Studio
The Studio is a bit like that annoying kid in class who used to crack fart jokes and make everybody crease with laughter –you know it's stupid and pathetic to laugh at him, but you do anyway. In this case we're talking about a nightclub – minus the flatulence gags, obviously – but in the same way that you know it's a stupid idea to go here, you'll inexplicably end up through the doors after a few beers –powerless to resist. 'Filth' is the former and probably more apt name for this club in a shopping centre, of all places. Similar to Park End in the sense that it has a cult following of people who should really know better than to enter its realm. Certain Oxford colleges even have 'Filth reps' apparently, who practically urge you to go. Another cheese–infested dive, which you will most likely regret having to queue for. Why oh why do we bother?

