On The Rocks Review

On The Rocks, described fantastically as a ‘scuffed up diamond found via a doorway on Kingsland road.’ Is a perfect opposite of the Movida’s and Chinawhite’s of London city. The old Shoreditch crowd are reported to be steadily moving further into Dalston and Bethnal Green in search of grimier and cooler venues to throw shapes in and it seems On The Rocks has captured many migrating revellers.

Disappearing down uneven stairs into what is best described as a sparsely decorated room with a stage-and that’s it. The unpretentiousness of the venue is its strength. What On The Rocks lack’s in sparkle though, the customers certainly make up for. American Apparel catsuits and sequined hotpants galore, the crowd is a pretty mix of twenty something eccentrics enjoying the shiny disco ball

Anyone looking for an alternative London night out where they can really let go of their hair and shake loose inhibitions should visit On The Rocks. In the words of one reveller, ‘pop along under the pink neon sign but go with old shoes and an open mind.’