Monotonous tones of mish mash Lady Gaga are bleeding your ears dry, as the tenth stupid skank for the night stiletto stabs your right foot. A creepy guy who looks no older than 16 is making 'let me lose my virginity to you' eyes at you, and the smell of smoke is making a vomit induced trip to the toilet seem like your only escape. You're sick of the same old places, and don't fit in with the fluoro Frannies of your youth. How does that make you feel? Never mind, leave all thoughts of metro misguidance behind. A few streets down from the chaos of nightclub crucifixion, lies a small, charming bar where the only monotonous tones to be heard are coming from the cute checkered Charlie offering to buy you a drink at the bar. Welcome to Nevermind. A small entrance surrounded by quaint concrete boutique stores welcomes an almost non existent line of early twenty something's inside. A check of the ID, and no entry fee means you don't have to worry about breaking the bank with your second entry fee for the night (your first being a waste in a club located somewhere down Glenferrie Road).
Once inside, hundreds of bright eyed beer drinkers swallow the small amount of room offered by the venue. A flight of stairs provides relief and a sudden release of the tight grip held on your asthma puffer. After climbing the first flight of stairs you'll find three more to follow. This four level bar provides house-party nostalgia, with mis-matched sofa's, tables and lamps helping along the way.
The bar located on ground floor swarming with newcomers to this little known Hawthorn dime, can be off putting in claiming the first Corona of the night. Never mind, take the stairs and find a second (less crowded) bar waiting to provide you with a frothy hit to the lips (and not the 16 year old creepo kind).
Drink prices are average and below for a Melbourne bar, the beauty being that while Hawthorn does qualify as inner Melbourne, it also makes the cut as an Eastern Suburb, meaning spikes in drink prices are not really warranted, nor accepted.
A small outside area provides tables and chairs lined up across a pine decking. Smokers puff into the night's sky. Instead of a 'smokers room', like many other club venues across Melbourne offer, Nevermind provides a balcony. Even if you're not a smoker, this outside area is perfect for a hot summer's night. What's better, due to the fresh air surrounds cigarette induced dry reaching is few and far between for health conscious hotties.
As you make your way up the rickety stairs for the tenth time that night you receive a text message from your fluoro loving ladies two streets down. A sudden realisation overcomes you. You never did tell those friends where you were headed to those many hours ago.
Never mind, you're having the time of your life.
