On the 2nd floor, a deck has been built to house yet another VIP area, next to the DJ booth so you can watch them do their thing up close, and look down at the plebs and/or sketch bags trying to spike their drinks and take them back home. As for the DJ booth, it’s now over at the South west corner, and on a hydraulic lift (created by Cirque du Soleil), which means the booth can travel between the stage and the 2nd floor. (Even DJs get sick of the bottle service creeps… er…peeps).

Red, steel and glass are striking elements of the reno’d space that add a sleek futuristic vibe for the modern clubber. Geometric symbols carved into the surface areas of the bars, walls and even ceilings are artfully illuminated. The walls are also covered in japanimation murals of futuristic cityspaces, robots and sexy virtual babes.

The upper walls are a crystalline shape - obviously a shameless ROM Crystal riff. A fair chunk of the reno money undoubtedly went to the LED Plasma screen walls, though perhaps some of that money should have gone to the flooring. After all the expensive accouterments, the floor, oddly enough, is a white and beige pattern that is largely out of check with the rest of the décor.

Freeing itself from its unrefined, warehouse-era, the Guvernment has re-aligned itself with its older clientele that made it so popular originally (who now have nice banking jobs and book deals) without alienating the younger clubbers that just want to dance into a psychotic frenzy. Essentially, though prettier and more bottle-service friendly, the Guvernment is still a massive club with a hell of a lot of dance floor, and Precipice was smart enough not to sacrifice that. - TF