Neighbour's daughter was telling me a couple of months ago about her disappointment in student nights in Manchester. She'd gone there partly for 'the UK's best music scene' and had found 'sixty year-old punks playing forty-year old tunes to twenty year-old wankers' (her words exactly). We then had a long chat where she asserted that I wouldn't have gone to a club in 1990 to see my grandad play his big band records, while I countered with something vague about the telescoping of generations since the 50s and 60s and the persistence of pop culture motifs. I think she won the argument - and she said the only places she and her pals go for music in Brixton these days are The Windmill and Phonox.
I don't think Effra Social is bad. It's just another of many mid-range food, booze and music joints in Brixton. Cumulatively they narrow the spectrum. Places for old codgers are vanishing, places for teenagers are vanishing, places for families are vanishing. All the growth seems to be in venues targeting students and young professionals, with over-priced drinks and mid-priced food. Lots of the talk about gentrification focuses on places moving inexorably upmarket, but I think it's more complex than that. I feel it's about the bandwidth decreasing to serve an undemanding middle. I wonder what this means for the pace of cultural innovation, when neither the rich (through their excesses) or the poor (through necessity) are pushing the envelope.