How to nail an Echos pres

Echos is one of the many havens of Luff, even though it is filled with dirt, overflowing toilets and the odd local. 

The only decent place to go on a Saturday night , Echos suits everyone’s tastes as the two different rooms are filled with different Lufbra stereotypes: the white room is best suited to the wannabe DJ’s of the world, whereas the red room overflows with the sweaty, sporty types.

Whatever you end up, it’s important to nail the prep first. Here’s how.

Setting the scene is crucial

Echos is always going to be one enormous filthy blur, so make sure that you bring your A-game and your mangled, 5-year-old K-Swiss trainers to pres.

It is your responsibility to ensure that nobody leaves pres sober, and that you chat to everyone you come into contact with. The music blasting through your speakers from that cool guy/part-time DJ’s iPhone is essential, as Jerome knows all the new grimey bangers.

It’s now time to get everyone hyped. Let everyone know you’re prepared to accept nothing less than crawling home at 4am with that Big Mac meal in hand. They’ll love it.

Drink all beer in sight

Echos is renowned for its dutty reputation, and requests that all of its club-goers turn up as the most shit-faced versions of themselves possible.

Beer is practical. You can walk out of Tesco with a value 24 pack for £4 kinda deal, whilst hitting all the poshos who happen to prefer Sainsbury’s own brand vodka up with: “But it’s an Echos pres, who really cares?” and “It’ll get you tanked quicker fam”.

Face it, organising an Echos pres is like pledging allegiance to the fact that most uni students can’t afford to buy drinks at the bar you plan to attend. So get them wasted at a fraction of the price. Come on, drink up.

The Skank vs. The Dutty Wine

Traditionally, the White Room requested that its males performed the conventional skank, and females responded with the much-loved dutty wine.

But since the recent resurgence of love for 90’s rave culture, Echos pres now require something different. Expect that drunken, AU Rugby initiation-laden fresher, to perform the duttiest of dutty wines, and the tamest of Biomedical Science Finalists to bust out her sweaty-faced, wide-eyed, gun-finger skank amid all of her pals.

Leave whenever you like

With the SU’s alternative Subversion Saturday night being no obstacle, Echos is accustomed to letting that group of 50 of you dressed like chickens for the Quidditch society social in at 2AM, without question.

This means that your mate who only finishes work at 12:30AM can still make it, while ensuring that your pres moves up in the ranks of popularity as your headcount does.

Go HAM

Whatever you do that night, whether that’s drinking your bodyweight in dirty pints, or getting off with that local who keeps eyeballing you as you bring out those dance moves reserved only for Taylor Swift’s ‘Shake if Off’ in the Red Room, go in as hard as you can.

Be sure to go hard at pres, in the taxi, and in the club. After all, what other night of the week does everyone you meet excuse your paralytic drunken state at the sound of that all important code word, “Echos”?

If you’re a Lufbra student then you know the deal, and if you’re still conscious when you come out, dutty boy you’re not doing it right.