JournalStories2 July 20264 min
Inside the record room
Four thousand records, two turntables and a side chapel with surprisingly good acoustics.
The collection started with Elias’s father, who ran a record shop on the Nationalestraat in the eighties. When it closed, the crates came to us.
On Friday and Saturday nights, after the last tables have finished, the side chapel turns into a listening bar. Guest selectors play soul, jazz, Balearic and whatever the room asks for.
“There is no dance floor, technically. Nobody has told the guests.”
There is no dance floor, technically. Nobody has told the guests.