Rising from the ashes of Ostgut club, Berghain has successfully eclipsed its Berlin rivals to become the leading pioneer of techno in the city, if not the world. In fact the hype around Berghain is such that crowds queue for hours for the chance to join in the mayhem, only to fall foul of the Russian roulette door policy (hedge your bets by turning up in a small group and being as metrosexual as possible). If the bouncer does take a shining to you, the first thing that will strike you upon entering Berghain is the immense scale of the place: its 18m ceilings, held up by steel and concrete pillars, providing the perfect setting for parties so good that you feel they must be illegal. The predominantly gay crowd often strip down to their waists for a no attitude mash up, whilst what they do in the shadowy corners probably shouldn’t be investigated. Upstairs in the Panoramabar things are slightly less seedy with electro and house sounds being played through to Sunday afternoons and beyond.

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