“Totally. And don’t you think the nose on this tempranillo is a bit more Exile on Main St than Sticky Fingers?”
That’s how conversations start at the Whisperer, a sexy new Echo Park bar that’s now open for drinking amid deep reflections on one’s LP collection. Here’s a look inside and here’s the menu.
The first thing you’ll notice is that a vintage radio theme runs through this moody, red-lit watering hole scattered with beer bottle chandeliers and branded tabletops. Blame it on the crooner-style microphone taps pouring 15 ales, the classic jukebox and the blown-up photos of bygone radio stars.
Bring a date after an Echoplex show. They’ll be open until 1am. Enjoy a little garage rock or ’60s pop. Order a patty melt or a deconstructed pork sandwich. Keep going with that random wine-and-music conversation.
See, each wine here is described via album comparison. It’s basically just an easy way to decide what you might like to drink. In case you’re leaning more toward a stylish, creative Ziggy Stardust–ian cava than a bouncy, peachy Shakira-esque prosecco.
It’s a little early in this relationship for Al Green chardonnay.