AS my partner in crime Katy is enjoying a two-week trip to Korea, I’ve been drafting in my other friends to take her place on weekly nights out in and around Sunderland.
This week was the turn of Jodie, who selflessly agreed to join me for tea and drinks, my treat – it was a difficult decision, but I won her over in the end!
We braved the cold and headed to Bengal Dreams for some tasty Indian cuisine, a few glasses of wine and a gossip before heading into town to see who was out and about.
Unfortunately, my favourite Thursday haunt Ttonic was shut. I’ve been informed that it is now up and running again, which is good news, so we popped into Gatsby instead.
I think everyone is feeling the pinch this month as the streets and bars were eerily quiet, apart from the dedicated rock fans who were still out in force.
Despite the lull, the DJ in Gatsby was still playing a fantastic selection of old school R’n’B, there’s nothing like a trip to the 90s courtesy of No Diggity – Blackstreet feat. Dr Dre, and Sisqo’s Thong Song to name just a few.
The choice of music was the perfect theme tune to our people watching, one thing I love about Gatsby is the huge street-facing window.
Perched on a stool we spent a good couple of hours inspecting the few pub goers who had decided to venture out.
There’s no hiding Sunderland’s rock culture on a Thursday night and I love the quirkiness of the outfits that go with this scene.
On no other night would you see someone with a lightning bolt painted across their face, or a man choosing to wear half-mast, rolled-up jeans, DM’s and braces.
When we left Gatsby we walked past the Borough. I always consider indulging in the city’s rock culture, but judging by the noise that was coming from this particular bar, I’m not sure it’s for me – I think ska and punk are definitely an acquired taste.