Backstreet (1985–2022) didn’t care if you were comfortable. Tucked into East London’s Mile End Road, it wasn’t chasing trends, tourists, or approval—it was built by leathermen for leathermen. No windows, no compromises, and no interest in softening the edges. If you found it, you already knew why you were there.
For nearly four decades, Backstreet earned its reputation as one of Europe’s most respected fetish bars—less club, more institution. International visitors made pilgrimages. Locals treated it like a second home. Inside, the codes were understood, the rules were clear, and the night belonged to those willing to meet it on its terms.
