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Some Sort Of Secret Club Nonsense Took Over The Old Largo Space
The old Largo space, but you can see the new space here (Photo by tannaz via the Creative Commons on Flickr)
The other night I walked by the space where the old Largo used to be on Fairfax, and I noticed a doorman standing outside the newly-remodeled space. I asked him for the name of this new place, so I could look it up later and decide whether it was worth checking out, but the doorman said the place didn't actually have a name.
Groan. Is this one of those places? Yes, yes, it is, according to Los Angeles Magazine. The new owners of the space have launched a new music venue that features a farm-to-table menu, bespoke cocktails with hard-to-find spirits but it has no sign, no name, no website and a secret phone number. (If the chefs wear those Hedley & Bennett aprons, and the barmen—if they're men—wear vests and sport meticulous, steampunk facial hair, we're calling bingo!)
The venue is now open to a select few. In order to get in, you need to come into possession of one of the club's black business cards that is blank except for a phone number. Los Angeles Magazine got in and reported back:
Wander in and you'll probably be turned away—but not before you notice the rock chic interior complete with large booths, an enormous circular sofa, a fireplace, a corner stage, and a long bar near the back. Look up and you'll see what looks like the sound guy's perch. There is space for some acoustic management up there, but it's also a private dining room and secret bar.
The owners say they plan to keep the secretive vibe going. But maybe one day we'll be invited in as a "special member," and it will be just as '80s Don Draper foretold:
We'll call them Members Only, but sell them to everyone.
— '80s Don Draper (@80sDonDraper) April 30, 2013
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