Smoky, hot and seriously loud, this unpretentious club is all about the music. Live bands and DJs provide the magnetic force.
Club 77 is the perfect blend of contrasts. Set directly along the strip where the poor man's prostitutes hang out, you can be dancing next to a girl sporting the latest Chloe bag.
The crowd is eclectic and ageless, so it's difficult to pin it down. But one thing is certain: everyone is there for the music. The DJs are so close that you can chat away with them, and on Fridays the infamous Bang Gang DJs rule, churning out sharp electro sets.
Yes, the place is definitely in need of dire restoration - but that's all part of the charm. You don't come to Club 77 to sip on a bellini or sink into a luxurious lounge. This is one of the endangered Sydney clubs in a city that's gone way past the point of commercial.
The drink choices are limited but they're all well made and the staff are friendly.
Club 77 is smoky, sweaty, crowded and impossibly loud, but you leave feeling a little too underground for your own good. And that's perfect.
This place doesn't have a pretentious bone in its prehistoric, boxy little body. This isn't a first date spot, or a place to take overseas guests. It's a distinctly old-school venue and it's a reminder of what clubbing can be all about.
Club 77 is a deal breaker, love it or hate it. Friday nights are a must, even if it's just to visit the crazy Bang Gang boys.
Jessica Silva
