I was invited to Scotch for a fashion week party so I had no idea that it’s supposed to be hard to get in. The ground floor is quite small and reminded me of a safari/hunting theme with some orient details. It looks quite cosy and I can definitely imagine myself relaxing there after a long day. The basement, however, is a whole other story. Booths all around and a dance floor in the middle with a disco ball in the middle, it looks like a club that was left over from the past. Parties there are rumoured to last till the morning. The whole night was quite fun and there were lots of networking opportunities. I am not sure if that’s the regular atmosphere of that bar, however if you get a chance to go there don’t miss out on it.
Alex S.
Évaluation du lieu : 4 London, United Kingdom
This has been called the hardest door in London to cross. It’s easy to see why. The Scotch used to be a hidden music venue in London. The tiny(tiny) stage in the basement legendarily saw Jimi Hendrix’s first performance and also saw people like The Beatles and The Rolling Stones. Now it’s a gentleman’s drinking club, but there is no membership. You can’t buy your way into here, you just have to know someone or they have to like the look of you. There’s fantastic cocktails served by bartenders in bowties. The first floor feels like an old hunting lodge and the downstairs feels like a 70’s era club. There’s a reason there are almost no photos here. They literally stick their hand in front of your camera to stop you from photographing this spot. The spot is hard to find, hidden down Mason’s Yard. Once you get to the right street, just keep walking until you find the brown door. There will be a guy in front of it. Wether you can get past him? That’s another story.
Britt X.
Évaluation du lieu : 5 London, United Kingdom
I was deciding on whether or not to add this place as it is so awesome I want to keep it a little secret of my own, but I am all about freedom of unbiased information, so, you’re welcome. This sneakily hidden bar/club/cool kids club is hidden just behind the equally unemphatic White Cube gallery in St James and recently reopened after a 20-year closure and is the new stage for discovering emerging bands(every Tuesday night). In the 60s it was frequented by the era’s iconic musicians such as Jimi Hendrix and the Stones, where they cold drink, dance and party into the night and undercover. The sign behind the DJ booth advertise that ‘This DJ sucks’, alluding to the opposite. The décor is of the plush-dark-velvet sofas and dim deco lighting which leads to endless dancing on furniture until 5am. As Paris Hilton would say it’s Hott, but I doubt she’d make it past the door man.