Trisha's
Jazz club · Soho ·
Old-timey jazz club with full bar, vintage aesthetic, and characters
Old-timey jazz club with full bar, vintage aesthetic, and characters
"Trisha’s is a faintly dingy public members’ club that looks like the kind of place the Soprano crew would meet, and come weekends there’s a sticky atmosphere in this Soho institution. A line forms from the blue door outside, the bouncer decides your fate, and from there, thirsty sardines pack the room to slosh gin and tonics and trade tales true and false. The basement bar on Greek Street is infamous for its guarantee of a memorable night." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, daisy meager, sinead cranna
"An underground drinking den that will cling to your skin for at least 12 hours, Trisha’s is what people like to call ‘a bit of old Soho’. There’s an air of lawlessness about this legendary public members’ club and it’s likely your drink will be made with the same amount of care a barman on a sinking ship would give a gin and tonic. On weekends it’s sardines-ville in here, so squeeze out to the smoking area for a breather and some entertaining characters." - jake missing, heidi lauth beasley
"These days, not enough Soho bars are interested in making you so hungover that you have to whisper a ‘Hail Mary’ to your liver and we think that’s sad. Enter: Trisha’s. Outside of being a favourite haunt of the late, great Anthony Bourdain, this faintly dingy public members’ club looks exactly like the kind of place the Kray twins would hit up for a post-trial G&T. Be prepared for a small line out front and big characters come midnight." - heidi lauth beasley
"Trisha’s is a faintly dingy public members’ club that looks like the kind of place the Soprano crew would meet, and come weekends there’s a sticky atmosphere in this Greek Street institution that attracts characters and voyeurs alike. A line forms from the blue door outside, the bouncer decides your fate, and from there, thirsty sardines pack the basement room to slosh gin and tonics and trade tales true and false." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing
"Trisha’s is a faintly dingy public members’ club that looks like the kind of place the Soprano crew would meet, and come weekends there’s a sticky atmosphere in this Soho institution that attracts characters and voyeurs alike. A line forms from the blue door outside, the bouncer decides your fate, and from there, thirsty sardines pack the room to slosh gin and tonics and trade tales true and false. The basement bar on Greek Street is infamous, not just for being a favourite haunt of the late, great Anthony Bourdain, but for its guarantee of a memorable night. " - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, daisy meager
