LOCATED in a city known more for its jazz clubs, theatres and museums than its club scene, Tabubar wears its cultural roots with pride, exhibiting various contemporary art paintings on its deep purple walls. Don't be fooled, though. The only highbrow culture here involves head-spinning beats and squelchy ass bass of the filthiest variety. The dancefloor is labelled "Dancefloor," and the chill out area is labelled "Chill Out," just in case you're too hammered to remember where you are. Meanwhile, the likes of Robert Babicz, Netsky, Tigerskin, Magnet Man and Shur-i-kan set about frying the minds of the 300 or so smiley kids on the floor, dressed in the entire H&M springwear range, with a devastating storm of electronics. Lovely stuff.