What has the King's Road become?
I would post photos so as to not have only text on this page, but the sight last night was SO dire I would not wish it upon anyone to relive the moments we shared at Nova, the launch of a new club on the Kings Road.
Poor, poor, POOR! King's Road. Stuck in its Sloanie and Sloane Ranger ways, never to change, it seems no matter what they try they cannot escape their roots.
Yes of course there is the Beaufort House, opened for about a year now, but if that is all you can boast in night time entertainment beyond the sartorial English pub and the trashy 151, then you have anything thing coming. Well, replacing the former Pitcher and Piano, Nova at Tugga opposite what once was the Chelsea UGC and now is CineWorld, is a purple and Pink padded bar that was serving free whiskey sours till about 12:30am. Not bad on that count at all. But even a face-lift has not given this bar any hope of a future worth documenting.
Stay well away if you know whats good for you!
Henri and I then made our way uptown to Bon Surprise at a private member's club on South Moulton St. One of my personal favorite addresses in all of London. This night promoted by two of Henry's friends was a mix of Hoxton hipsters, and Oxbridge artsy fartsy types all grooving to the tracks of European Dj's. Supposedly occasionally a celebrity DJ find his/her way into the club beneath the rather swank Martini bar upstairs. Small but swank.
When we had just arrived, a DJ who was flying off to Ibiza had just wrapped a set, but Henry and I only found it necessary to stay for a drink before we bid our adieus!
Onwards and upwards.
Poor, poor, POOR! King's Road. Stuck in its Sloanie and Sloane Ranger ways, never to change, it seems no matter what they try they cannot escape their roots.
Yes of course there is the Beaufort House, opened for about a year now, but if that is all you can boast in night time entertainment beyond the sartorial English pub and the trashy 151, then you have anything thing coming. Well, replacing the former Pitcher and Piano, Nova at Tugga opposite what once was the Chelsea UGC and now is CineWorld, is a purple and Pink padded bar that was serving free whiskey sours till about 12:30am. Not bad on that count at all. But even a face-lift has not given this bar any hope of a future worth documenting.
Stay well away if you know whats good for you!
Henri and I then made our way uptown to Bon Surprise at a private member's club on South Moulton St. One of my personal favorite addresses in all of London. This night promoted by two of Henry's friends was a mix of Hoxton hipsters, and Oxbridge artsy fartsy types all grooving to the tracks of European Dj's. Supposedly occasionally a celebrity DJ find his/her way into the club beneath the rather swank Martini bar upstairs. Small but swank.
When we had just arrived, a DJ who was flying off to Ibiza had just wrapped a set, but Henry and I only found it necessary to stay for a drink before we bid our adieus!
Onwards and upwards.
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