Tudo no The Alibi foi curioso, do começo ao fim. Para começar, ele era a única balada aberta naquele período, nos primeiros dias do ano. O letreiro brilhava lá, sozinho na rua vazia de Dalston. Então entramos né?
A porta no final da escada, que mais parecia um tapume do que que uma porta mesmo, já dava o tom do lugar: underground? Melhor arrumar um adjetivo todo próprio para este lugar! Bons...more
Paid The Alibi a very brief visit on the night of my birthday. The place is pretty grotty and we were greeted with an unpleasant odor of smelly socks as soon as we entered. We went to the bar, had a beer and promptly left. It's worth noting that they only accept card payment for transactions over £10.more
If you fancy a posh night, do NOT walk through this doors (or wooden boards - whatever you want to call it).
My first night here, me and my friend walked down the stairs thinking we should push the "emergency door" in order to get to the bar, when a voice from the top os the stairs yelled: "Not that door, the other one". We both thought: "What other door?" Oh well, he meant that tagged "door"...more
The bass goes BOOOOM.
Stay safe and opt for the bottle ciders and beers. Anything else will taste like acid.more
An honest to god real dive bar in London. No food, no cocktails, graffiti everywhere and I love it.
You just don't see spots like this often in London. Oh sure, there are divey pubs that are semi-gross but a real honest to god dive bar like in the states? Few and far between.
Now, some of you might be asking, "What is a dive bar then, Alex." Well, I'm glad you asked. In a very specific...more