Bedbug Cabaret Voltaire

It is a truth universally acknowledged that sometimes there is nothing better than being physically restrained against a subwoofer in a sweaty basement. Tonight is one of those times. Bedbug has proved night after night that it has the pulling power to bring the biggest names in drum and bass, techno and dubstep to our fair city. Shy FX was always going to draw in the punters and despite its diminuitive crowd capacity, the Cab proved once again that size does not matter when it comes to putting on a riotous party. 

The rumble of the bass, the noise of the crowd and the sweat dripping from the walls can only give a modest indication of how good this night was. With the crowd packed into the club, sharing the good times (and bodily fluids), you feel like you’d never need to leave, not with music this good. If there were two things people could not help doing, it was dancing and smiling. There were beats to jump to, raggae to skank to and even an occasional wobble to guiltily get down to. The latter harkens to a penchant of dubstep for sometimes being the drop-fuelled elephant in the recording studio (see Britney Spears' ‘Freakshow’ for a case in point).

So, once again, well done to all involved. The words ‘best night of the year’ were not lightly thrown around as people emerged slowly back into cold, dark reality. Now all we need to do is get licensing laws to allow ‘proper sick nights’ like this to finish when the people are ready; not before.