Where have all the proper pubs gone?

OK, so I am Scottish, which means I like a drink... and after the recent fire in Camden and the flames wrecking the celebs favourite watering hole, pubs have been all over the news...

Whilst the Hawley Arms was invariably rammed with people wanting to catch a glimpse of Borrell, Fielding, Winehouse et al it was actually a half decent boozer. This fire, whilst also decimating the livliehood of all the market traders who had previously survived being turfed out by camden council in their bid to remove the character of Camden Town in knocking down the stables, it's a blow to everyone as it means that another pub has disappeared. This had me thinking, where are all the good proper pubs going?

To me this is a worrying trend that is becoming increasingly evident.

I left my current job yesterday (22nd feb) and for this I was asked to decide on a location to have a bit of a leaving do. Whilst scanning potential venues across West London (I work in Kensington) it really struck me just how few pubs there actually are around these parts that I would want to spend any real time in. Within a mile or so of my work there are probably 20 drinking establishments - only four of which i would classify as a pub. The rest are members only bars, cocktail bars, tapas bars or just shit bars. Of these pubs 2 are too small (you can only get about 10 people in them - the Elephant and Castle and Churchills), one has toilets akin to those in Trainspotting (Greyhound) and the other, well it's nigh on impossible to get a drink in there (Builders Arms) - you've more chance of dying of thirst before you're going to poison your liver (especially on a Friday)...

As such the do was held in a very nice and spacious 'bar' (not pub) with a wide selection of ales and lagers (The Britannia)... not to mention a privelege club and wine list - not really the staple diet of what I would call a pub i.e. there are not too many blokes reading the Racing Post supping a half with whisky chasers.

Now this is perhaps not a massive shock given the location of deepest darkest Kensington. With it's neighbours of Notting Hill, South Kensington and Knightsbridge the locals are more the Mahiki set than Mackay set if you get my drift, but even looking further afield this trend continues...

Thinking of decent pubs within old london village, for every 'Ship' or 'Fox and Firkin' there must be 10 slug and lettuces... the number of pubs is simply dwarfed by the number of all pervasive Gastro 'pubs'... Quite frankly this is not good enough. But how did this happen?

The odd thing is that nobody i know really likes these types of bars. And they are bars, they are not pubs... there is a difference... Pubs are dark and dingy, bars are bright and airy... Pubs have small frosted windows, bars have giant full sized windows. Pubs menus consist of nuts and crisps maybe extending to a beer and a burger. Menus in bars include salads with pinenuts and crispy lettuce. Pubs are good, bars are not.

Everyone always says they would rather be in an 'old man boozer' which has a bit of character and a bit of atmosphere - not something you can really enjoy in a soulless pitcher and piano. Whilst this may well have something to do with the people that I hang out with, I can't really believe that anyone prefers these bars... though i do concede that their toilets are generally a damn sight more usable.

I think that it's time for pubs to make their comeback... for old man boozers to rise out the ashes again and impose their all round dingyness and soggy beermats to one and all.

Bring back the boozer... now let's go for a drink.



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Twee as F**ck

Friday night...
The Buffalo Bar
Highbury, London

After a couple of post work pints we headed our way up to the buffalo bar on Friday for the twee as fuck night. I was really looking forward to a nice twee-fest in a suitably grungy venue as i hadn't been gigging for quite a wee while... This and also Meg seemed to be promoting the night in cartoon format... see below...



~Normal Meg~ ~Cartoon Promo Meg~

On arriving at the venue clad in my finest acrylic blue cardigan (at 9.20pm) I was met with the Buffalo Bar's queuing system which truly is a joy to behold. Those with pre printed out tickets filtered through on the left of the door (and invariably went straight in) those of us without stood on the right out in the cold without sight of a toilet or a pint.

I know what you're thinking - i'm just bitter as i hadn't been organised enough to print out a ticket beforehand for myself, and of course you're absolutely right, no matter, the line was still unnecessarily prolonged and there was me being all environmentally friendly and thinking of the twees... (sorry)



The whole queue was made a whole lot worse by the fact that the off- licence across the road was calling out to me boasting of all the alcoholic goodness that it could offer... Of course this then threw up a tricky wee judgement call:


1. Do I jump out of the line, run across the road and stock up on a carry out - running the obvious risk that the non-moving line would magically start shifting and we'd get to the front before finishing our magic elixir and have to bin the haul

2. Do I stay put hoping that someone else would run the gauntlet and we would then magic our way in quickly to be greeted with the delight of a free cupcake on entry.

3. Do I continue to stand in line and wait for the obligatory 45 minutes freezing my nuts off whilst a collection of victoria line trains spew out passengers all mystically clutching their pre-printed tickets and swan their way straight in. Who says the tubes never run? they bloody well do when you don't want them to.

Anyway after negotiating the queues and getting in just missing out on the winter den (and the cupcakes) we witnessed Leichtenstein whilst stocking up on booze who to be honest pretty much passed me by.

Then on came Ipso-Facto who pretty much knocked my socks off with a cracking set. Their performance was cut by a quartet of Karen-O/Brian Jones-esque bowlcut clad lasses dressed in what could only be described as Twee as f**k garb (or vaguely amish garb depending on your view). Either way they were definitely worth the entry fee and most definitely worth checking out.

So why not do so... here...


Looks as though they will be hitting the road and visiting an establishment near you soon. Pay them a visit. Go on...

All in all it was a good night and worth a look if you can remember to print off your ticket beforehand - next month Bricolage are playing so definitely worth a looky-see for a night of twee... The Twee as F**k night website can give you all the details you need for next time round.

What do you mean you don't know Bricolage - you should! There a nice wee Scottish band who are worth a listen. Find them here...


For now...

E.x
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I am not Spartacus, I am Euan Mackay

Well, eventually I gave in and decided that I would start a blog. Meg (below - she's my better half) has been on at me for a while saying that i should do it, and so eventually i caved.

Well here we go... here's the first post...isn't this exciting? no? oh... well i guess that i had better try a little harder then... bear with me though i'm still getting used to all this.

To be honest I'm hoping that they will pick up from here, once i really decide what I am going to scribe about... though as a heads up i think it'll probably try write about music - what i'm listenting to at the moment, my thinking on some new releases and my reckoning on gigs i've been to. I might also have my say on movies too, though this remains to be seen and i'll probably do some filler blurbs on the general goings on in my little world...

hopefully this will prove to be of interest to some folk, though it may well just end up being a bit of a dear diary event for my own benefit and eventually peter out when i realise nobody cares and i tire of documenting my somewhat drab diary...

Anyway on a positive note, I'll try to keep it going as long as possible and keep it as interesting as possible with posting new material whenever possible...

If anyone does read this, then please feel free to leave any feedback as i am a newbee at this blogging lark so any hints and tips on how to make it nicer for anyone else would be taken on board...

for now...

E.
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