A new kind of nightlife, along with day clubbing, is gaining ground in Singapore, says writer Desiree Koh. SINGAPORE: I’m nursing a yuzu mojito brimming with a brilliance of mint leaves, a crown of crushed ice, a lime slice peeking through. I’m in the Katong-Joo Chiat uniform of T-shirt, shorts and slides, lounging in a cosy bar on the second floor of a heritage shophouse. Hall & Oates and Annie Lennox hum in the background. I chat easily with my drinking partner; no need to shout to be heard.