Why Not? Or How No? as it's nicknamed by some when translated into Scottish dialect, is a downstairs basement club, often displaying long, long queues of people waiting beside The Dome and attempting to get in. \n\nAs a general Edinburgh rule, don't come out without your ID, even if you think your advanced crow's feet are an automatic ticket into any club. You'd be wrong, as this city is one that's keen for constant ID waving, and especially here. Once you've braved the waiting times in the queue, if you're anything over the age of 21, you'll probably enter the establishment and instantly feel the eyes of younger, more beautiful people with their whole lives ahead of them, staring at you with laser beam eyes that spell out, \"You are past your sell by date, move it along quietly to the nearest bar for the elderly without any fuss\".\n\nI probably got two years out of Why Not before the window of age narrowed in on me and I felt prehistoric, but I was never the biggest aficionado of the club in the first place. Yes, the cheesey tunes and major party atmosphere are a plus, but the drinks are pretty pricey, much like the entrance fee, and I feel the interior could do with a cheeky revamp. However, if you're 18 and have the power of youth going for you, then you'll probably have no issue with the banter here.