Thudding brainless disco it may be, but is musical integrity that important on a Saturday night when the strobes are flashing, the amazingly energised go-go girls are undulating, the Vlatva river breeze is caressing the terrace out back and the black lights are picking out everyone’s white underwear on the packed lower level dance floor? For the answer to this, head straight for the Old Town side of the Charles Bridge, take a left and make for Lavka’s flashing neon doorway around the corner.
