Materia's most attractive feature is undoubtedly its clientele, shamefully lured in with exploitative promotions such as a free shot for every 20cm of ladies' chest circumference some nights, or 'show your legs, get free shots' on others. Sadly, this is how they pack it full of the pretty young darlings that your poor mother will probably never have the pleasure of meeting. As a club, it's your typical Cracovian cellar refitted with red leather furnishings and bad lighting, with two lofted sitting areas connected by a catwalk being the main design nuance. Before the DJ gets going and the dance party kicks off, early arrivals are treated to a surprisingly palatable house playlist ranging from Elvis to the Clash.