"There’s something about drinking in the presence of vinyl that makes us feel 70% cooler, even if we only recently found out that a ‘hi-fi bar’ isn’t a type of sports shoe. Such is the case with Mad Cats, a shochu spritz den and Japanese-leaning small plates spot on Redchurch Street. The food is mostly serviceable but you’re here to brood—the lighting is power-cut-levels dark—and swap secrets over sake." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing