Fire

I just don’t know what to say. Some friends and I came here on a Thursday the other week: Basically we’d just finished celebrating the launch of Antiform in Mad Elizabeth, so drinks were on the agenda. And cheap drinks at that. The guys had been before and said that they’d had a great night as it had been cheesy 80s music, cheap drinks and of course, good company, so we were hoping to recreate more of the same.
We lined up to pay our £2, as had been promised by their flyer girl, only to find out it was slightly more than that after all. In the end they let us in at the quoted price and we headed up to the bar. I must say, it’s really glammed up a treat in there. (No sarcasm.) The mirrored walls, plethora of laser lighting, swanky bar and so on are all very impressive –it’s a club like they used to make, and I felt like I was back in the early ‘noughties’ as it were. In fact, it’s been so long since I went clubbing that I’d forgotten places like this exist –very old school.
The music on this occasion was all modern pop/R&B, which really isn’t my favourite so it was a little hard to get into for me. The entirety of the staff we encountered were all fantastic, though, and I had a great bit of banter with one of the chaps outside when I went for a cigarette. We also managed to have an entire round of sambucas for about £6, which really is a steal. But, sadly no amount of cheap booze and flashy interior could make me happy in this place. It’s just not for me.
Pints were £1.50, so it was dirt cheap, but there wasn’t anything special about said pint. Nondescript lager. There were a few exciting looking spirits on the back bar, so I imagine they’ll cater to the cocktail crowd, although the focus was on cut priced mixers etc. I visited the ladies’ once whilst there and managed to suffer two encounters with some rather forward chaps en route, which is one of the reasons I doubt I’ll be back — the clientele are a little too horny for me I’m afraid! All in all, it really wasn’t awful, but it’s just not my kind of place. I’m just glad we went in when the drinks were on offer!

You have to love weekends, especially now the beautiful rays of spring are beginning to creep back at us. Okay, it’s still snowing in parts but it’s time to start getting that party lifestyle back on track. Goodbye January blues and hello March. So take a bow and step up to the plate Fire.
Fire is a reasonably new night down on the Calls and the word seems still to be spreading. It will spread though because it’s a perfectly primed beast.
The interior is attractive and plush from head to tow with funky lighting, mirrored walls and a futuristic crispness about it. It was also 10pm on a Saturday night and you could both breathe and get to the back which is a sure fire winner for me. Once at the bar and behold. Oh yes, it’s a well stocked little number alright. Anyone for Goldschlager, mini bottles of Champagne or aged rum? Oh go on then you’ve twisted my arm, barman one of each.
So now I’ve oiled the machine what else does it have to offer? Cracking music that’s what. It’s split on two levels so you can drink and socialise downstairs or hit the dance floor upstairs. Why not do both because the constant funky house and uplifting disco will keep you wanting to bounce about. You’ll also find a massive cross section of people in there and it seems to still be finding its exact niche in the marketplace but for me that’s a good thing.
It’s a great night out in itself or as a pre club stop off and as of yet the word has still not fully spread so it’s not rammed either. Do yourself a favour and put some fire in your belly.