Walking through north London on a Tuesday evening in December. Feeling the crisp cold air on your lungs and the bitter wind biting your exposed skin. Its dark. Street lights and bars illuminate the way through city streets as you walk past murals of brightly coloured graffiti. At the end 35 Great Eastern Street sits The Old Blue Last. A small bar and gig venue that houses a collection of taxidermy and expensive pints. It has a warm atmosphere inside, a drastic change from the cold London streets, the sights of edgy Londoners caked in tweed jackets and skinny jeans spread across the bar. Couples sat in corners sharing drinks and the occasional band member popping downstairs to do the beer rounds. Walking up the old wooden stairs to the gig area, weaving in and out the waves of people, walking towards the upstairs bar crushed against people like sardines in a can. Old wooden bars and neutrally painted walls give the venue a cosy home feel. The little wooden victorian style tables dotted around downstairs serve for a snug spot to sit while you enjoy a £5.90 pint of Wolf Rock.
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