I need to get this off my chest because I’ve been back in Singapore for two days and I’m honestly depressed. I went to a few clubs in Shanghai and Shenzhen last week, and let me tell you: we are living in the Stone Age. We like to think we’re a “world-class city,” but when it comes to the clubbing scene, we look like a 3rd world country. It’s embarrassing.
In SG, what do we get? You pay $50 for entry, wait 45 minutes in the humidity, and once you’re inside, you’re packed like sardines in a can. The floor is sticky, the drinks are overpriced, and the bouncers look at you like you’re a criminal.
China? It’s a literal fever dream.
The production value is insane. I’m talking Cirque du Soleil levels of budget. There were professional dancers literally hanging from ropes doing aerial acrobatics over the crowd. In the middle of the set, the EDM stopped and a live violinist came out to play over the bass—the vibe was ethereal. And the “beat drop”? It wasn’t just a strobe light. The staff started handing out bags of high-end confetti to the customers so the entire floor could participate in the explosion. It was pure cinematic chaos.
But the service… guys, I cannot even describe the service. The waiters treat you like literal royalty. I made the mistake of mentioning to my friend that it was “a bit warm” near the table. The waiter overheard me, grabbed a manual fan, and stood there fanning me. For two hours. He didn’t leave. He just made sure I stayed cool.
I didn’t even have to reach for my own drink. Every time my hand so much as drifted toward the glass on the table, he would pick it up and hand it to me before I could even touch it. And the second I took a sip? He was right there with a fresh tissue paper to help me wipe my mouth. I felt like a god.
They also had private lap dances (both male and female performers) that were actually tasteful and high-effort, not the awkward “sipping tea” vibes you get here. Everything was seamless. The hospitality was so aggressive it made me feel guilty.
I go toilet go 3 guys escort me, help me press the water tap, waiting with dry towels, even the hostess also wait outside the toilet for me.
Coming back to Clarke Quay or Marquee feels like going from a 6-star hotel to a primary school disco. We are paying “First World” prices for “Third World” treatment. If you haven’t experienced clubbing in China, don’t. It will actually ruin SG nightlife for you forever. I’m done with local clubs. Catch me at Changi T4, I’m going back.