Bydgoszcz clubbing is waking up: a sticky floored room with some strobe effects just doesn’t cut it anymore, and the clubs of yore are being swapped for places like this. Slick and smooth with black dashes and violet flashes, Papagayo certainly looks the biz, though any thoughts of a revolutionary experience fade with the night. The DJs bag is school boy stuff, with a tame collection of hits and anthems played to a whooping crowd uni-age people.