Club Destination

Open Wednesday through Sunday, Destination has one rule and one rule only — you have to be dressed nicely to enter, and you have to be nice to everyone. Not a bad code to live by really, I try and employ that ethos on a daily basis even if I’m just popping to the supermarket. Except if it’s Laundry Day, mind.
This is a buzzing gay friendly club that easily charts alongside the usual big hitters in the Quarter. There are some excellent nights for budgeters and students, such as free entry on Thursdays and a quid to get in then a quid per drink on Wednesdays. Friday’s much more of a club night with house music and then an after party until 6am — not for the faint-​hearted, I warn you! Heck, that becomes 7am on a Saturday… which is then effectively Sunday. You’d have to be very brave to take that on.
Some pretty big names have performed here and it does tend to be something of a go-​to for pop artists trying to raise their profile in Liverpool and the gay community. The VIP lounge can be hired out, so can booths, but if it’s your birthday and you manage to round up no less than ten companions, they’ll treat you all to spending £2 or less on drinks all night, which is not to be sniffed at. Well, Destination by name, destination by nature it seems!

This place is apparently a gay club although I had no idea when I took a trip there the other night. In fact it wasn’t until I looked at their Facebook photos and noticed huge fellers in dresses and one dancer wearing naught but silvery hot pants and angel wings that I grew suspicious. They must’ve been hiding when I went.
A big, horrible club of smoke machines, foam parties and house music, Destination is identical to a dozen other clubs in the city, with its maniacally repetitive dance tracks sung by people eager to tell you how they’re as serious as cancer when they say rhythm is a dancer or how the DJ should play it all night, all night, all night, all night, all night long.