  There is some very unusual use of the "Engrish" language in Japan so it's possible the name refers to someone's penchant for almonds and cashews but it seems more likely that they're familiar with the fact we use the word nuts to mean crazy/mad/mental, because the club is all of these things.
For a start, the queue was massive. My friend and I decided to go for a drink in a nearby bar on the assumption that it would be shorter by the time we got out but instead it had doubled. We didn't really have any grounds on which to claim VIP status and our Japanese definitely wasn't up to blagging it so we were debating going elsewhere.
But the people at the back of the queue enthusiastically convinced us that it was worth waiting as the talent that night was very, very famous. I had previously checked the listings and didn't recognise any names so presumably they are Big in Japan, that oft used phrase to indicate that something should be considered cool. In fact the only information I gained from the website was that the genre was Good Beats, but we decided to stay anyway.
I went to a conbeni (convenience store) for some beer and an hour and a few Beatles songs later we were finally inside. The club has got industrial decor but is infinitely smaller than your average factory and in some parts my tall friend had to duck down. The dancefloor has the usual bank of DJ equipment at one end and complicated looking sound gear at the other. The system was huge and sounded serious if you danced on this stage kind of thing that stood between the main stack of speakers.
And even if you didn't want to dance on the thing you still had to climb over it to get from the back of the room to the middle, or else go around a perilous corridor crowded with people just hanging out. I was constantly falling over because there were so many unseen steps or people sitting on the floor. At the end of this corridor is the bathrooms and for such a small club they were well equipped but we still had to wait a while because the place was rammed. On the other side of the dancefloor is an area with the bar in the center and seated areas at either end. The wall between the bar and dancefloor is a one-way mirror but I can't actually remember who could see who.
There were only two bar staff working and they were fun to look at but I'd rather not have had so much time to do so. At both ends of the room the roof is really low to allow for two small lounge spaces upstairs; one public, one private. The open area had twin Vestax and a laptop just sitting there all ready to go but nobody was using them.
The VIP just had a few sofas and hot ladies. "Good Beats" is actually a very accurate description of the music policy that night. When we arrived it was quality Hip Hop and this morphed into some decent RnB and dirty DnB, some amusing gangsta rap, a brief crazy performance by some live MCs, and everything in between. To give you an indication of the calibre of their international guests, it was their third birthday party the following week and they had DJ Spinna playing a house set on the Friday and a hip hop set on the Saturday.
In other words, pure class. And did I mention the crowd was at least 80% female? Now that's nuts. 
