The Electric Birdcage

I would love to review this place having tried to visit it one Friday night.My friends were in there drinking and I went over to meet them, intrigued as I'd never heard of this bar before.On arrival I was told to wait outside whilst the clipboard girl dealt with a small group of people. When it was my turn I explained that I was joining a group of friends who were already inside and they had left my name on the door. She checked the list but couldn't find me and called the head-doorman who then denied me entry.I explained to him that I was on my own and meeting friends,but was told quite bluntly that I wasn't going in.Even ringing my friends on their mobiles to come out and vouch for me did very little and on questioning, the doorman told me that I wasn't coming in, because the management had distinctly told him not to let people like me inside.I'm not really sure what he meant by this comment, but it is pretty insulting.I go out regularly in London, to many bars, some of them exclusive, and have never had any problem getting in anywhere in my life. I suppose these things have to happen eventually, so I decided to investigate further the experience of being denied entry to a bar and began to question the doorman to find out what it is about me that they don't want in there.He wasn't very forthcoming with his reasons, but then he is hired for his physical stature and not his intellect.I did try to explain to him that by not letting me in he was putting me in the rather embarrassing position of ringing my friends and asking them to leave so we could go elsewhere and drink.He remained stubborn as all ignorant people do when faced with reason and so my loyal clan of ten were forced to walk out of there and we went to the Kingly Club instead, where by the way, we had a lovely evening.At the end of the day I'm not going to beg a place to take my hard-earned cash and especially not a second-rate bar in Haymarket

I went to EBC for on a Saturday night and had a wicked time. The drinks were reasonably prices for the West End. I didn't have dinner, but a mate told me it was Pan asian and modestly priced. We stayed till about 4am, then all the drunkards including myself got kicked out. Check it out, it's got a funky decor, cool music, and friensly staff.