When those blinds go down at Queer anything can happen... and, it seems, usually does at Morning Glory. Downstairs the music was fast and furious and people with neon facepaint were jumping out at us from every direction, meanwhile upstairs we were treated to a more traditional after hours party, with clubbed out club tunes and space to sit and chill if that's what the doctor ordered. But let's be fair. The doctor would have ordered you to bed a long, long time ago...