DRINK: The Beat Cafe

first_imgThe Beat Cafe Little Clarendon St (01865) 553543 With a name to live up to, The Beat Cafe could end up as one of two things: a horribly pretentious artsy hangout, air thick with lyrical, introverted poetic angst and the smoke which accompanies it; or, a more laid back, dare I say, cheaper alternative to its swanky neighbour, the Duke of Cambridge. But the two are not mutually exclusive and it seems the Beat Cafe ranks somewhere in between. Depending on the time of day you choose to visit, thirst can be quenched with a delicious smoothie or the somewhat less delicious and also hilariously named Osama Gin Ladan. But cocktails on the whole are reasonable, and when a bar offers not only a happy but also a stupid hour, who are we mere students to debate the finer points of cocktailmanship? And anyway, I have a feeling the experience this bar offers is not entirely centred around the drinks and the drinking. Indulge in political debate, literary discussion or simply have a smoke and watch the world (or rather, the worldly residents of Jericho) go by. Visit on a sultry summer evening when the front is open and you could almost be in, if not San Francisco, Barcelona. Which is what The Beat Cafe is all about. With its terracota walls and romanesque fittings it wants to take you to the exotic places its hanging pictures depict. Bohemian pretentions notwithstanding, you want to hang out at the Beat Cafe. You too can deplore the weaknesses of the human condition and solve the world’s problems, you too can write heart-felt poetry, and on a sunny evening you too can pretend you’re somewhere far far away from Oxford. This bar can take you to a more enlightened place. Head on up to Jericho and go along for the ride.ARCHIVE: 3rd week TT 2004last_img read more