Brighton’s leading after-hours events company since 2005.

Our brands are all based on our love of music and are created for people who want to party against Brighton’s ever increasing, generic style of commercial club nights. We challenge the ordinary and dare to be different, while still retaining the sentiments that build busy club events for predominantly student revellers.

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Careers

If you fancy getting in touch we would love to hear from you, equally, if you’re interested in working for us please attach your CV to the form below. We are always looking for city managers, Promoters, DJ’s, Photographers, Reps, VIP hosts and Franchise partners to join our team!

Full-Time Positions:

Full-Time Sales and Events Manager: £17 to £20k p/a

Part Time Opportunities:

DJ: £50 to £100 p/event
Part-Time Promotors: up to £7.50 p/h
Reception staff: up to £7.50 p/h

Freelance Roles:

Ticket Sellers: up to £100 p/event

Every year begins the same- we task ourselves to endure a period of forced character reflection, most of which involves confronting the reality that we are, for the most part, high-functioning human disasters that show no likely signs of changing that fact anytime soon. It was Albert Einstein who once said, “the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results.” And if you ask me, folks, the definition of insanity is therein that even attempting to purge ourselves of our questionable habits and debaucherous behaviors, when we know that we won’t even make it to mid-way in February before throwing in the towel again.

But still, we try. If you must, then think of it a little as being like your first year at Uni- it doesn’t *really* count, and as long as you put 40% effort in, you’ll get by just enough to be allowed back next year. Right? Right.

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1. You’re finally going to join the gym

Your gut is still full from a season’s worth of festive meats and cheeses, you’ve been drinking Prosecco for breakfast since the beginning of December and your cupboards are *still* filled to the brim with chocolates that your mum put in that Christmas care package that she sent you because she was worried that you’d starve before you made it home for the holidays. To cut a long story short- you look like a bowling ball with a face painted on it. You ain’t slim, Jim.

We all do it, we allow ourselves to over-indulge during December under the promise that by January we will venture into the Spam folder of our email inbox and look for that email we got that one time from Virgin Active about getting a tenner off if we renew our sad, neglected membership from the beginning of 2017. The same membership money bounces in and out of our accounts for three months (Did I mention we’re trying to save more money this year, too?) until we cancel the Direct Debit and concede to the fact that we’re never actually going to get fit or do any exercise.

There is a simpler way around this, though, and it involves a lot of lifting Jagerbombs to your face. It’s like deadlifting 80kg, except you’re drink lifting 80ml, and I bet you already know which one you’re going to enjoy more.

It sounds dumb, I know, and there have been countless studies made on the health risks involving mixing alcohol and energy drinks, but do you even live in Brighton if you don’t drink like you don’t want to live anymore? I mean, seriously. So do what you do best, continue being a reckless individual with no boundaries.

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2. You’re not going to text him/her back

You’ve told yourself this a thousand times: To ditch the fuckboy or fuckgirl who routinely and persistently texts you (and never before 2 am) asking “wuu2?”. But each time, you go against your better judgment, and if you aren’t texting them first, you’re at least replying to theirs. This person ignores you on campus and can be regularly found necking on with one of your mates at Fat Pops but f u c k i n g hell, they’ve got something that drags you right back to them like it’s 12:28am and they’re about to stop offering 5 bombs for £5 at the bar.

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3. You’re going to do Dry January

Yeah, we tried this one too. Admit defeat and move on. You’ve been a seasoned alcoholic since you moved to Brighton for University and you’ll remain a seasoned alcoholic long after University has concluded.

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4. Ok, fine, you’re at least going to do Drink Less January

Sure, it seems realistic. You set yourself a limit, 4 drinks, no shots. You think you’re being sensible. “Everything in moderation” you tell yourself. “I’ll just skip pre’s”, you lie. Deep down, you don’t want to fully deny yourself the pleasure of a proper piss up. Because why would you? When you can get a vodka mixer from £1.50. You’d be nothing less than a sinner for turning down such an unmissable deal.

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5. You’re not going to leave your deadlines to the last minute

You’re also going to make your bed every morning and do your washing up before 7 days have passed and unknown growths have begun to grow sporadically on your pots and pans. What you’re *really* going to do, is make sure you never miss guestlist ever again, because no one needs that kind of stress in their lives.

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6. You’re not going to sleep with your ex

Look, let’s face it. Everyone looks good after too many £2.50 double vodka mixers. Everyone. You could be engrossed in a 40-minute conversation on the paradoxes of hedonism (because that’s legit something that happens after too much voddy), and you’ll still be wandering around The Haunt looking for a likely suspect who’s going to pound you like a drum kit at an Iron Maiden concert. Do yourself a favour, and at least let someone do it who’s already done it before. At least when you throw them out the next day, they won’t be coming back anytime soon asking for directions from your house to theirs, I guess.

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