
The Dead-Internet Theory: Could It Revive Real-Life Connections and Clubs?
In recent years, a rather dystopian theory has gained traction online: the dead-internet theory. This theory posits that a significant and increasing portion of the

In recent years, a rather dystopian theory has gained traction online: the dead-internet theory. This theory posits that a significant and increasing portion of the

In the past decade, the cost of a night out has seen a steady increase. In many bars and clubs across the UK, the price

When i first spoke to Varsity back in July I mentioned that we hadn’t seen the “summer of love” that we anticipated when the clubs

Clubs have always fascinated me as spaces where everyone can come together, transcending backgrounds, interests, and identities. There’s a reason they’re called clubs—these places are

When I think about how much the Cambridge nightlife scene has changed over the years, it’s hard to believe. I’ve been involved in this world

When I first stepped into the world of Cambridge nightlife, I had no idea how much it would become a part of me. I didn’t

For years, clubbing has been a staple of Cambridge’s social scene, especially for university students looking to unwind after a day of lectures or research.

Promoting nightlife events is often glamorised as a life filled with music, parties, and an endless stream of socialising. But behind the scenes, it’s an

Over the last few months, Cambridge’s nightlife scene has seen some major changes, and it’s clear the city is entering a new era. Perhaps the

For a while, my life was moving at breakneck speed, in no particular direction – until it hit a brick wall. It was a long time coming; I’d been warned and failed to act in my own best interest. I was drowning my sorrows seven days a week, feeling all too sorry for myself, and using clubbing, drinking, and whatnot as a way to escape the stress and pressures of prior ‘trauma’ (I hate calling it that), recent personal events, as well as everyday life. Nights blurred together, then weeks, then months, and I was unable to remember anything from the night before. It was never going to end well.