Nektar. An unusual time guarenteed
Split over two floors,the furnishings of this establishment reflect the idiosyncrasies of its owners, Maggie and Dimitri. The effect is as if they’ve collected random pieces from the freebies section of some classified ads site.
The bar benefits from the fact that it is precisely opposite Grove Rehearsal Studios, which guarantees a constant supply of musicians and often quite high profile ones at that. It leads to some interesting drunken conversations after rehearsal time.
Also the haunt of most local musicians, many of them play there, despite the fact that it is a bar clearly designed without band performances in mind. There’s no stage and the mixing console perches uncomfortably on a narrow ledge around an inconveniently placed pillar, while the dj squeezes behind said pillar up against the only door leading the damp hovel of a basement that passes for the dressing room.
But the discomfort of the dj trying to keeping records from skipping as equipment laden musicians edge past is nothing compared to that of the drummer, who sits under the impossiby low staircase hunched over the house kit.
I think the following anecdote sums up Nektar. For some reason for the first few years after the current owners took over the bar, the electricity was on a key. This means that whenever it was running down, you had to run to a shop nearby to charge it up.
One night a number of bands and a dj (me, as it happens) were playing. This used to happen from time to time and the event was called Meet the Greek in honour of Dimitri’s roots. The Magic Numbers were just getting to the final verse of their encore when the power went.
Sean, their drummer, soldiered gamely on while the other three and the entire audience of around 150 packed into a space barely larger than an average living room, sang the chorus over and over and over again, until Dimitri returned from a hasty trip to the local shop, luckily one that opens late, to charge the key.
There is a canopied area in front where you can while away a few hours saying “hi” to passing friends or listening to Dimitri’s unique brand of philosophy.
Would I recommend Nektar? I’m not sure. I rather like the fact that it’s almost completely below the Internet radar. Oh sod it. Yes I would. It’s a bit off the beaten track, but on the right day I can guarantee you a bar experience like no other.