The wall behind the bar is painted with a mural of cassette tapes from the days of acid-washed jeans, hair gel and rolled-up jacket sleeves. In the toilet, a Stormtrooper points his laser gun at the caganers of the Rebel Alliance. And be warned, Darth Vader’s got the loo roll and he’s ready to strike with his lightsaber. May the Force be with you now more than ever.
On the walls, a collage of posters including Mia Wallace getting up to her old tricks, Hunter S. Thompson creating panic in Las Vegas and Dirty Harry intimidating customers with his Magnum. On one of the columns is Charles Burns’s Borbah in his luchador mask in a series of six black-and-white vignettes. Banned books on an out-of-reach shelf. An old cassette player. A lava lamp. You are in a hotbed of geek culture.
Up the slope of Gràcia, this one-of-a-kind spot has earned a solid reputation with its alternative clientele. I can’t think of a single place like it in the neighbourhood. This temple of geekdom, with its occasional live concerts, sets itself completely apart. Geek culture, a sense of humour, excellent cocktails at shockingly low prices – an average of €6 each and a margarita that will blow your mind – indie music, life-changing tapas and a boundless passion for pop culture. With so much going for it, this cult bar is nothing short of a triumph.
|Opening hours:||Wed-Thurs 8pm-2.30am. Fri-Sat 8pm-3am|
|Transport:||Joanic (M: L4)|