The hôtel particulier that houses Le Carmen is an opulent, rococo architectural gem, built at the height of Empire decadence in 1875, where Bizet wrote his famous opera. Enormous ceilings with moulded frescoes, sculpted columns, sparkling crystal lamps and gigantic mirrors all recall the ostentation of the era. Now an extremely hip bar, decorator Antoine Plateau was given carte blanche to enhance the decadent décor and he has outdone himself, with beds in the salons, golden cages hanging from the ceiling, Renaissance sofas and red velvet everywhere. The entertainment lineup is glittering to match, spanning artistic performances, DJ sets and acoustic concerts.
The cocktail menu is brilliantly creative, if not cheap, but you don’t come here to slum it. Just look around the bar: models, hipsters and VIP party-goers all air-kissing each other. Still, even if you’re not a fully paid-up member of Paris’s elite nightlife you won’t have as much trouble getting in as at many other select clubs, as the door policy is more relaxed.
|Venue name:||Le Carmen||Contact:|
34 rue Duperré
|Opening hours:||Tue-Sat 10pm-4am|
|Transport:||Métro : Pigalle ou Blanche|
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Ok, so in general I wouldn't say that clubs in Paris are the best I've ever been to! But this is definitely the worst that I've seen and I've lived here for a year and a half.
Echoing other peoples' reviews.. The man on the door is a big [insert swear word of your choice here]! Don't let yourself feel insecure and waste your time by standing around aimlessly trying to catch this man's attention.. He is purely there for your attention but will claim that you are "chiant" (annoying) for asking to be allowed into his club.
Who knows what it's like inside but I for one will never return to find out and I strongly recommend that you don't either! What happened to an old-fashioned queue to get in somewhere?!