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These Parties Made us Forget That Dublin Hasn’t Had a New Purpose-Built Nightclub in 17 Years

Words: Izzy Copestake
Images: All via LOVE FREQUENCY, SCARLET and FRAME. Lead image via LOVE FREQUENCY

No matter how many weekends of my twenties I spend eroding my inner ear dancing too close to the speakers of a nightclub, there’s still a gentle fizz in the pit of my stomach when the opportunity arises to go to a new one, or in Dublin’s case, a club that feels new.

It’s the feeling of walking past the bouncers and not instinctively knowing whether to go left or right, just following the thump of the night until you reach a dancefloor you don’t know your favourite spot on yet. The novelty of disorientation as your pupils adjust to new darkness, your mind traces the details of the roof you’ve found yourself under, and the soles of your feet step to find the rhythm of the new crowd around them.