Sometimes in Sydney you just want a club where you can be who you wanna be, dance how you wanna dance, and hear the music that you wanna hear. In that sense Club 77 is a triple threat.
Not for the faint hearted, Club 77 is a dark, dirty and grimy bar but that only adds to its alternative appeal. You'll find all types here; it is very popular with Sydney's party scene crew, attracts hoards of hipsters, young straighty-180 lookers and Sydney's gay crowd. Paul Mac, electronic music guru, has been personally spotted getting his groove on here too.
DJ Hookie is as much an institution here as is the dirty bathrooms. Hookie spins and hooks (literally!) some incredible tunes that are sometimes so wrong they are right. Exhibit A: I've heard Jackie by Joanne spun on the dance floor in between The Presets and Martin Solveig. Genius!
With such nights as Batcave, The Party and Starfu*ckers it is a superior night out. BYO sweatbands as it gets heated on the dance floor. If dancing isn't your thing, lounge around in Club 77's caves of seating while knocking one back out of plastic glasses. With staff to match and awesome DJ's all round, you'll wonder where you've been all these years. As Molly says, "do yourself a favour", at least once.
How to find it? Look for the line up on William Street with the disco mirror ball hanging out the front.