Japanese Club

All across Japan I went into bars and the like, but I only ever went into one club. It was my last week in Japan, and I was in Tokyo. A friend I had met way down in Hiroshima was going out with some of work friends in Shibuya. So 7 of us gaijin hit the brightly lit streets and bars of Shibuya. After a few bars, we decided to go to Shibuya's moat famous club, Gas Panic. I say famous, I don't know if it was, but it's the one that got suggested every time by Japanese people.
So first off, the name. They named a club after a terrorist attack on Tokyo. Not the nicest name really, is it? That'd be like naming a club 9/11 in New York!
Anyway, this club was in a basement under a restaurant of something like that. Being in a basement, it was dark, dank and cramped. The smallest club I've ever been in without a doubt.
At the door was a single bouncer. Or I presume he was a bouncer. There was a big guy at the door. Unlike every club here in England, there was no ID asked for, no searching. Nothing. He just stood there. And weirdly, this club's entry age was 18. Yet the Japanese drinking age is 20. Apparently they don't care.
Another strange thing with ages: inside the club was a cigarette vending machine. To buy cigarettes from these machines, you an ID card. However, the club had skipped this by tying an ID card on a string to the machine. Job done!
What else was strange, eh? Well, there were hardly any girls in the place. Apart from my gaijin friends, there were never more than a dozen at a time. Which meant every time a new girl would come in, she would be swarmed by Japanese guys. I wouldn't want to be one of those girls!
It was a strange place, but I dis have a great night, albeit it cost me ￥１５、０００ by the end!
Anyway, thats the weird things about the Japanese club I went in. I'll let you know if others are different.

~GG