“So I put on a hoodie and walked from our hotel down to the Crobar, made my way in the front door, got belly up to the bar, ordered a pint and a shot of Jägermeister, and the bartender looked at me and said, ‘Dave!’ and I said, ‘Shhh, I’m gonna go sit in the corner.’ So I went and sat in the corner, did my shot of Jäger, started drinking my beer… and within 45 minutes the hoodie was off, I was back at the bar, I don’t remember walking home… I’m sure most people have similar experiences at the Crobar!”
So far, the bar has raised over £40,000 of an overall goal of £95,000 to relaunch in London when the time is finally right again. And, as Dave continues, there's something for all rock and metal lovers at Crobar – and it simply has to be rescued in whatever way it can.
“Everyone talks about the jukebox, and the jukebox was legendary, but most of all there was a feeling of community that I loved,” he says. “There were times when I would walk in to the bar and the most hardcore, grim fucking doom metal dude would look at me and go, ‘Urgh, god, the fucker from the Foo Fighters is here…’ But at the end of the night, we’d be arm in arm, drinking shots of fucking gin or whatever it was! There was a feeling of community that I loved about that place, and I can’t imagine that the Crobar will disappear forever. I just can’t. What world do we live in where there could be no Crobar? There has to be another – and I’m sure there will be someday.”
See Dave and some other famous faces at Crobar below (photos via Crobar):