Initial impressions: faint vomit/strong cigarette smoke smell, good looking but try-hardish patrons. Bar staff have very gay hair but are definitely not gay. In the skunkish sense.
Drinks: I could hardly taste the vodka in my mixer drink, and it wasn't top shelf vodka.
Toilets: Reasonably clean, and ever so slightly innovative. Urinal is made out of granite. Tap over marble sloping sink did not work very well, but water was cold. Good thing.
Music: generic housey shit blaring into the street.
Clientele: my companion commented that the crowd gets younger, druggier and woggier as the night progresses.
Atmosphere: very smokey, generally making one feel sick for the following few days.
All in all, a good night was had!