I've only ever been to 3 club events in Liverpool, all of them in the 90s and all of them disastrous for different reasons.
1st was the 051 in '92/'93 which started off badly as we found out that the BBC cameras were there filming for an Horizon documentary about recreational drug use. Cue massive paranoia for those worried about their parents seeing them on telly, off their faces. Then the night was cut short when the club was evacuated due to the dance floor flooding, as in water coming up through the floor to about ankle deep when we were eventually shooed out.
2nd was at Cream where Sasha was headlining. Didn't like that place at all. Far too many big burly blokes with pints who looked like they'd chin you for the slightest thing. Ended up leaving before the main event started.
3rd was at Creamfields. Ridiculously hot, sunny day queuing for over an hour to get in and I'd never even thought about bringing a hat and consequently ended up with sunstroke by 5.30pm. Shivering, throwing up, we never even made it into any of the tents apart from St. John's medical tent. Cost us a fortune to get home as we'd come in by train from Ormskirk and had to leave the event early but too late for the last train home and had to get a cab.
Had a decent night at Cirque du Soul a couple of years ago on a hen night. Great entertainment and meal but the so called private room with karaoke upstairs later wasn't the best. The karaoke machine didn't work, the management was pathetic trying to sort it, then they refused to continue serving us prosecco because they'd run out of the right glasses! Got nearly £300 quid back as a refund but ffs, just wash the glasses!!
My fondest memories of the city were eating out in Chinatown back in the 70s. None of the posh, pretentious places, just great authentic food.