Propaganda Bar

Staroměstské náměstí (Old Town Square) again today, this time in the dark, to meet G for drinks. He's a gay Irishman who teaches French in an English school in the Czech Rep, and coincidentally my airbnb host from the summer. I loved him from the moment he waved me through his bedroom to shower because he was too hungover to get up.

We hit the Propaganda Bar. Consider this a fair review.
What?

• Rock and metal bar


• Crazy warren of basement rooms


• Covered in old communist slogans and posters


• Motorbikes mounted in wall niches, because Why Not


• Cheap beer, like everywhere in Prague


• Nooks available for tongue-tennis

Band:

A two-piece on tonight, probably both about 19. They were very enthusiastic. That's all I have to say, really.

Look out for: visual song references, such as the ‘two minutes to midnight’ clock #WoopIronMaiden

I was tired, and the place was loud, and also maybe I’m old now, so I went home about 11pm. Sorry.