A live music room with almost no reviews, in a district that is losing them, and the arithmetic is against it
Rebelle Live holds a 4.6 from eleven reviews.
Eleven.
It is a live music venue in Camden, and somebody has signed a lease, and the arithmetic is against them.
Eleven
Not a rating. Not a verdict. Not a sample.
Two more one-star reviews and this venue is on a 3.9 and is invisible. Two more five-stars and it is on a 4.8 and is thriving.
That is the difference between surviving and not, and it will be decided by four people who have not walked in yet.
The loop
A venue with eleven reviews does not appear in a search.
A venue that does not appear in a search receives no customers.
A venue with no customers generates no reviews.
And the loop closes fast – and once a London venue has been open six months in the dead zone, its statistical probability of climbing out is small.
And it is a music venue
Which makes it worse, and we have made this argument in every district.
A small venue makes almost nothing on the ticket. It makes its money on the bar – which means a sold-out show by a band whose audience does not drink is, financially, a bad night.
Costs have risen everywhere. Rent, energy, insurance, staff, the licence.
And Britain has lost a very large proportion of them – and the bands who would have played their first fifty gigs there do not play them anywhere, and the pipeline that produced every act this country has ever exported simply stops.
Nobody notices for about fifteen years. And then everybody wonders where the bands went.
What Camden has
A density of venues that exists nowhere else in Britain.
The Underworld. The Dublin Castle. The Black Heart. Barfly. The Fiddler’s Elbow. Dingwalls. Spiritual Bar, which runs a free open mic three hundred and sixty-five nights a year.
Within about a mile.
And one venue is a venue. Six is a scene.
Which is why losing one matters more than the arithmetic suggests, and why every operator in Camden watches the others with something considerably closer to solidarity than to rivalry.
Verdict
Eleven reviews. Unknowable.
Go, be the twelfth, buy a ticket, and buy two drinks at the bar.
The second one is what keeps it open.
The agent of change
Which killed most of the ones that are gone.
A venue has been on a street for thirty years. It is loud. Everybody knows it is loud.
A developer builds flats next to it. The people who buy the flats complain. And the venue – which was there first, which has not changed – is served with a noise notice and told to soundproof at its own expense or close.
It closes.
And the flats are sold at a premium, on the strength of being in a vibrant area with a great music scene.
The planning rules were changed to stop this. They were changed after a very substantial number of venues had already gone.
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