Jack Solomon’s bar is genuinely dark. Not quite pitch black, but just a few lumens above what is a necessity to not trip over yourself. With fantastically lurid live jazz, and an entry system that involves wondering through a shop front, the speakeasy vibes are bold, and we like it. Did we mention that this bar is on the site of Jack Solomon’s infamous boxing gym, set seductively and secretly in the heart of Soho? Proudly displayed behind the bar is one of Jack Solomon’s boxing trophy’s, and the emblem is suitably displayed on coasters and subtle branding.
You might then think that because of this obvious branding opportunity Jack Solomon’s would be littered with branding, but this place matches its Berghainian darkness with an equally germanic minimalist approach to all things visual. For neons signage, inscrutable artwork, or indoor forests, look elsewhere. Instead things are stripped right back to the essentials which is refreshing.
Speaking of refreshments, the service and cocktails were impressive, we particularly enjoyed the Yorkshire lady, a tea infusion cocktail twist on the white lady that tingled upon the tip of the tongue. As an ideal counterpoint, we followed it with the Fen Tiger, which further conjured up the speakeasy mystique with its lashings of maple and bourbon.
Food is served in the form of delicious small plates, functioned in the traditional manner of tapas for us, keeping us balanced between each drink. The three piece trio perform classic Jazz each night from around 10pm followed by DJ’s Thursdays-Saturdays spinning retro funk, disco & boogie music. This is a hotspot of musical & cocktail taste makers!