Mother Bar

aggressive arsehole on the door arguing with someone parking their bike when i arrived.demanded to see ID (I'm 46).when i asked why, he said-"thats the rules".he gave the 2 Poilsh before me a hard time too when they wanted to come in and 1 didn't have "adequate" ID so was refused.why does the management want to employ these kind of people?went to see the band night. Apart from me, there were 5 girls in the audience-all girlfriends of the band! and that WAS the audience!

What a dump! Was expecting a good night in here after hearing all people chatting about it in the local bars. It was full of pervy men thinking it was ok to grab you as and when they wished. A horrible rough atmosphere, steer clear !!

This place was awful, the bar staff and security were obviously racist the way they almost refused to serve us until serving everybody else even though they got to the bar after us, it was really awkward and upsetting, at least the barmaid with the blunt cruella de ville haircut and tshirt "paid to be here" could at least try to pretend she didn't mind being there, and she shortchanged us, best avoided really, there were also loads of drunks and one splashing people with water/drinks but the security did nothing

Mother/333 is the epitome of everything that is horrible about the experience of a night out in Shoreditch. A total dump, serving unimaginative drinks, poured by off duty hair dressers and art students wishing to immerse themselves in the "culture". Shoreditch is and will always be a total dive and this seems to be the epicentre - drawing in every fashion victim in London with their tight jeans tucked into their boots and odd jacks over the cardigan/t-short combo. Notwithstanding Mother/333 being full of thieving paupers (at least 4 people in my group had items stolen there 2 weekends ago), the club has made me promise myself that I will never go out in Shoreditch again.

I had the displeasure of attempting to enter the club, on an indie and dub night, where the bouncers were turning men away without women by their side. As discriminatory as this is (imagine them turning women away for the reverse reasoning), I pointed out that, as a gay man with my boyfriend, I may not be bringing some women along so why could I not enter. The reply was as bigoted as it was blunt, with the bouncer resorting to namecalling towards my boyfriend and friends. I shall happily complain to both management and media about such crass treatment and discrimination in a usually tolerant area of London in the 21st century, and would discourage anyone who cares about equality from visiting.