18th May 2007
Oh, the George. It's a mecca for various East London trendy sorts, which is both its greatest blessing and its greatest curse.
As to the place itself, what you get is a (yet another) high-ceilinged, threadbare, artfully run-down space, with what decor there is being an eccentric, boho mish-mash between original features and... well, other stuff. On the drinks front, there's nothing terribly exciting about the beer selection, but nothing terribly terrible either.
But its the George's association with a wide range of musicians and artsy types that draws the crowds - and there's a varied assortment of live and DJ gigs, as well as other events. This means that it's often filled with a lot of really interesting, fun and friendly people. Of course, it also means its sometimes full of prize pillocks.
Of course, even most of the pillocks are harmless (but sadly, not all). Matriarch Pauline normally does a fine job of ensuring an open and jolly atmosphere - you can have a truly great night here. But whether the George is the place for you really depends on your tolerance for a certain level of pretension, the mood you're in and the company you have with you.