2011 The Clandestine Club- La Boheme.

Kept away from the mainstream, hidden deep in the beating heart of the city through a seemingly endless maze of winding alleyways lies a place that is the subject of endless tales that many people talk about but very few have discovered.

Those who are lucky enough to have been allowed in will tell you that the moment you walked through the discreetly hidden entrance, with the flickering neon sign above the door everything changed. There was no outside world, troubles were forgotten and you were free to lose yourself in the moment as the mysterious allure of the club took control.

The many stories each more dreamy than the last tell of a deeply atmospheric room filled with a sultry haze pierced with rays of dazzling lighting, the walls were stark but somehow seemed to come alive with the rich velvety upholstery throughout.

The Clandestine Club was once the spoken about as the greatest place on earth for those lucky enough to have discovered it they tell of the moment you walked through the discrete entrance, with the flickering neon sign above the door everything changed. There was no outside world, troubles were forgotten and you were free to lose yourself in the moment as the mystifying allure of the club took control

No one ever discovered why, in its prime, the club suddenly closed. The light no longer flickered and nothing was ever seen of those who worked and performed inside again. As the once stunning interior has slowly deteriorated away from prying eyes the club has grown hungry for one last show. So when you are walking through the city keep your eyes open as you might catch site of the flickering neon sign and become part of a night that you will never forget.