Devilles Pad

Everyone loves Devilles, I expected to love Devilles, I really wanted to love Devilles… I just didn’t. It started first at the door, where they gave me a major hassle about getting in without my passport. To be honest, this may well be the legal requirement, I really don’t know. However, I’ve never had any troubles getting into any other bar in Perth with just my US driver’s license (occasionally supplemented with my uni card), and I don’t really like the thought of wandering around the city carrying my passport (particularly when out drinking for the night). Its not like I could be mistaken for underage at this point! We did eventually convince them to let me in, but still an annoyance and stressful that the whole group might have been forced to go elsewhere.
Once we were inside, it did seem like a really fun, quirky bar, and the folks working the bar seemed very cool. Drinks were expensive, but fairly on par with much of Perth. However, it was really crowded and there was a lot of shoving/​bumping going on (not the «ooh-​sorry-​tight-​squeeze-​awkward smile» type but more of the «move-​out-​of-​my-​drunk-​way, b***ch» kind). We went out on the back patio area to try to escape some of the craziness, and it was SOOOO smoky! The music was fun, and I do like that there seemed to be all types there, and I think it’s probably quite an inclusive establishment.
On top of not really feeling it, while it isn’t actually that far from the CBD/​Northbridge, and would be fine in a group, it was quite empty/​sketchy walking to and waiting for public transport as a woman alone.
Overall, I feel like I should really give it another chance, because so many people do love it there, and the bad vibe I got was probably due to a few people or the night and not the place in general. The passport thing still seems like a hassle though (but wouldn’t apply to most folks), and I’d probably want to go with a designated driver or leave in a group to avoid the transport thing. So I might make it back someday, but there’s plenty of other bars I’m more excited to go to…

I must admit, I am feeling older each day! but I still have the maturity of a teenager so I do like to get my dancing shoes on from time to time.
While other clubs make me feel awkward and not the right age range, Devilles Pad does not fit into this category.
Anybody of all ages and groups can come and not feel weird about it. They do have an ‘over 21’s’ policy that generally keeps the crowd well mannered and keeps aggresive characters out.
The dance floor is big and the music is fun to dance too.
I love the surroundings as they are decorated as if you have just walked into Hell — a very classy swinging fun type of hell!

I heard about his place and the fried mushrooms so i had to visit. The décor is certainly different to any other bar around which is nice, a bit of a theme… the mushrooms were AMAZING… but the mix of clientele was a tad rough and not much control from the security on over intoxication.

Thanks again Unilocal for pointing me in the direction of Deville’s Pad. After I saw Claire had been here, who I know to be ex Perth, now Sydney, I had to check this sweet bar out.
First ill preface with the fact I’ve never been to WA before. I know nuffink.
Secondly, id been here for 4 days and had only been out and about one night since I got here. I gotta tell you, it was the best decision to go somewhere random that I’ve ever made. It happened to be Thursday which is the famous Karaōke night and $ 10 dinners.
$ 10 Pork ribs folks. It came with beans and potato salad and a big old slice of thick cut white bread. Call it a carb cup if you like.
$ 9 beers, which for Perth I’m told is reasonable. Blue Moon and Feral Hop Hog were my picks of the litter.
Food aside let me get to the show. You’ve never been to Karaōke like it. Trust me. I was thinking of stealing the whole concept to bring back to Sydney, most of the night.
Slip past a smoking red light lit volcano on the dance floor, yes I said dance floor, you can and will dance to Karaōke tonight, up into a booth seat with a lava and rock shaped table and peer through the red tinsel streaming from the cave shaped roof.
Magnus Danger Magnus is your host. Think of a quintessential Circus ring master with a show stopping voice and there you have him.
He is young, handsome and can sing the harmonies to your poorly attempted sing along. He will swear, and swear a lot, so if you’re easily offended then turn back, for all inhibitions are checked at the door.
If you’re a rubbish drunk, corporate idiot who gets up on stage to sing a bad, but not good bad, version of Bohemian Rhapsody, then he WILL make fun of you to the audience. Probably in a Satan voice. You have been warned.
If you’ve never been there before and want to sing, you’ll get priority on the list, which is also cool. Cross dressing is encouraged, as it belting your lungs out to Johnnycake Farnham. I’ve never seen. 6’5″ goth do that before until now.
As the night went on, nobody really left. It wasn’t crowded, it was easy to get a drink quickly, though no beers are on tap which was the only real irk I had.
There is a smoking area so you don’t need to go stand in the alley way out the front.
Hipster level –8
Goth level –7
Corporate douche level –7
Fun level — Level up all the levels!
Book a table on weekends, Thursday night you don’t really need to though.
Some nights have a $ 10 cover charge. Worth it.

One of the best bars and clubs in Perth, hands down!
The atmosphere in here is exactly as advertised: Hell meets a Las Vegas lounge from the 50’s. The clientele suits as do the staff, there’s great music (even on karaōke night no less!), the food is good, the beers are cheap, and there’s actual space to dance!
Beer and liquor selection aren’t much for variety, but all the usual suspects are there, and the bartenders are usually very fast and attentive. They’re also good about making sure that last call doesn’t leave anybody out in the cold!
For food they do a lot of American bits — their pulled pork bbq sandwich is a great keeper!
The lounge and seating areas are comfortable and spacious, and they also have table service available at certain hours.
Outside is a large smoking grotto with lots of good seating and space to move around and be sociable. The bathrooms are also spacious and there’s almost never a line or backup for them, which for a venue of this size is extra impressive!

Devilles Pad was once my sanctuary from the world… from the stress and chaos of the world… A place so far out of my normal world… I was at peace.. for a good 2 years I would regularly hang out here!!!
So… After about a year apart… I was apprehensive.. would those feelings of comfort and need return… would I be welcomed back with open arms…
Coming back was great… drinks were still top notch… do love the absynth cocktails… and the Dracut a theme is great…
ONLY one little thing I didn’t enjoy from Thursday nights rock and roll karaōke.. The MC was terrible…
With Perth a fountain of new bar wealth… I am still in love with Devilles..

I went to Devilles for my birthday this year as recommended by a friend when I said I wanted something different and boy did I get something different– but amazing too!
When I first walked in I was quite shocked by the lay out of the bar and all the different decorations. But I had one of the best nights and many of my friends were commenting how happy they were I chose this place because it was so different to anywhere in Perth!
We went when there was a ‘spy night’ theme which involved many different acts throughout the night. It was such great fun and they were all so entertaining! It was a nice way to break up the night having new little shows every hour or so.
The drinks were delicious and there was a lot of dancing going on!
Can’t wait to get back here!

This place… woah. Friggen awesome.
$ 10 cover charge but trust me, it’s worth it. So worth it because you’re not having to deal with the usual Northbridge drunks in this place.
Imagine if Hell was a nightclub, this place would be it. Everything is Hell themed here and it’s so cheesy but that’s what makes this place awesome.
They have a variety of cocktails (or poptails) for those who don’t drink for about $ 8 each. Try them. They’re like a slushie but for grown ups. Highly recommended. The food — OMG, the food. Diner food. Deep fried. Artery clogging unhealthy food… but it tastes so good!
Pick the right night and you’ll get some awesome variety performances on stage with dancers (and vaudeville style shows — there was a strong man hammering a nail into his nose!!) stuff you don’t avid won’t see at other clubs. The place isn’t overly crowded either which is GREAT compared to other venues who cram you in like there’s no tomorrow.
Oh, and the music. Who could forget the music! It’s like they raided my parents vinyl collection and put them all on play! Loved it and will definitely be back. If someone asked me out to this place again, it’d be a definite yes from me.

In my opinion there can never be too many themed bars!
Entering Devilles Pad is like entering hell if the devil was a super cool, kitsch interior designer who used to work on Broadway.
This place is seriously decked out like a glittery show business underworld.
The food is awesome, it’s really hard to get Americana/​Tex Mex style food in Perth and everything I have tried on the menu is delicious. Thoughts of their cheeseburger always gets my mouth watering. The cocktail menu is endless and unique too.
They have REALLY great value dinner specials and different fun things on every night, from rock and roll karaōke to gogo dancing and Motown nights.
My only other comment is the way they run credit card tabs. Instead of just putting the card behind the bar then charging the total bill at the end of the night like a normal tab, you pay a minimum of $ 100 upfront on your credit card then get the difference credited back. Surely it’s just creating more work for the people behind the bar?
One of my favourite places in Perth by far!

This place isn’t exactly short of reviews but as I keep chicking in here and Unilocal have a habit of remininding me that I have yet to write a review it I felt that maybe it can’t do any harm.
It is one of a few places in Perth where you can go both dolled up to the 9s or dressed down to a stage above pyjamas. No-​one cares who you are or what you are doing there.
There is a strict over 25s policy which is clearly appreciated by the older crowd in here.
The cocktails are to die for! They may not be the cheapest drinks to indulge in on a night out but if you’re willing to just have 1 or two then treat yourself!
There’s usually a bottled beer on offer at $ 8 too.
Be careful, themed nights tend to attract a large crowd and you may find yourself standing in a alrge queue out the front. Come before 8 or after 11 on these nights.

Upon entry, I was surprised, pleasantly surprised. While they deem this a Las Vegas style place, I’d argue, «No». But, in regards to the entire Perth-​bar/​club-​scene, this just might be the closet thing.
I truly appreciate the 25-​year-​age restriction and the crowd was exceptional. Zero issues the whole entire evening and we stayed until closing. I truly hope this is something they continue. Also, there is capacity restriction, which I too appreciate but feel it is a little strict. Devilles wasn’t crowded at all, and they wouldn’t allow a line of 4 to enter, unless the same amount left. With that said, there was plenty of standing room, no lines at the bar, and an area to dance, sing, and act a fool. I do wish there were more places to sit though.
I will certainly return; however, there is something that I must get off my chest. Thursday night, you advertise for Karaōke. And, that is what I came for. I wanted to sing. I’d argue having 4 double-​sided A4 papers with songs on them, tells me you don’t take this entirely seriously. Where is the 3 to 4 inch triple-​ring binders with songs upon artists upon songs?
The song selection is nil. Like NO Journey, zilch. And, zero Country music (not even Patsy Cline). Just 4 sheets of weird-​ass music. And, I searched and I searched and I finally found ONE song that I could sing– Bohemian Rhapsody. The DJ (which was the same host for the Burlesque show) arrived at my song and specifically said into the mike, «I will not play this song until the last 20 minutes of the night.» Oh, fantastic. Why do you have this song in your book then?
Since I wasn’t sure I was going to stay for the last 20 minutes, I entered another song– Hotel California. I was; however, NEVER CALLED. The whole evening for either song, never called. But, instead basically watched what I would consider the Perth Local Hipster Talent Show. Individuals called multiple times singing songs that weren’t even on the 4 sheets. Incredibly confusing and disheartening and I think after a few drinks I said to my man, «Why don’t they like me?»
I hope to have a more positive experience in the future and can somehow end up in the local rotation. I do, after all, live here. And, for the love of Karaōke… get Journey on one of those A4s.

While I appreciate the aesthetic appeal of Devilles, and the variety of their live shows [some of their live performers are fantastic], Devilles is also somewhat disconcerting with their restrictions. I can somewhat understand the dress code — typical for a lot of night clubs, they prefer patrons who appear classy. However, the age restriction is rather odd. It implies that people under 25 are the major culprits for loutish behaviour, when in reality, age does not indicate maturity. Still, Devilles is popular — so I guess their age policy suits their clientele.

Brought to you by the peeps who gave Perth Hula Bula bar, Deville’s Pad is the coolest establishment in the guild of themed night venues.
As the name implies; it’s decked out like Satan’s eccentric, fiery abode. Deville’s is tres unique and it’s hard to compare it to any other place, which is always a good thing. If I had to draw any associations it would be with Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride, awash with red, red and a touch of naughty.
Like it’s setting, the people who frequent are quirkier and older; suited up folk in their mid-​thirties and forties. It’s not my usual crowd as such, but that’s a thing I love about this joint; there’s no skanky, plastered 19 year olds, just grown ups having a good time.
The sensational cocktails are wickedly tasty as is the simple, American diner-​style food.
Thursday nights are good if you’re looking for a hearty $ 10 feed amongst some irregular scenery.
Deville’s, get amongst it.

Karaōke is not a neutral word. Let’s face it, it’s pretty much on par with Kyle Sandilands.
This simple Japanese word we’ve lovingly or not-​so-​lovingly made our own is definitely not your average non-​descript noun. When spoken or even sighted, it encourages polar images of pitiful past pain or pulsating pleasure to cascade to the forefront of consciousness.
The karaōke haters will tell you all karaōke nights are the same world over but this is where my argument stands up and demands attention.
Have you, I say, been to karaōke at Deville’s Pad on a Thursday night? Noooo, you say. Well then you should go. You should go and expect a non-​conformist karaōke event, to borrow a Facebook term.
This is a bar but most are not drunk. It inspires youthful vitality yet not all are young.
The essence of this bar is connection and even camaraderie. Many loyal punters rock up and sing their souls out, or should it be in?, every week. There is a decided lack of fake tans and fake smiles and the atmosphere is one of fringe dwellers forging their own sense of identity and belonging. It’s an alternative Cheers.
The menu is kitsch and the décor flaming and foxy. I’m sure many a red-​blooded man has been mesmorised by the busty and lusty she-​devil statues that adorn this intimate space. The molten lava floor and fire forms conjure up images of all things un-​saintly — in, of course, a very good way.
But, if you take your gaze off the very voluptuous statues and rousing red adornments you will see what really makes up this place on a Thursday night. You might notice smiles, laughter, genuine connection between people, respect, acknowledgement and some with a very real fire in their soul. In short, you’re more likely to meet a friend than a mate.
Karaōke at Deville’s Pad is a juxtaposition in terms. It’s opposite a massage parlour yet it might be the most virtuous night out you’ve had in years.

Awesome atmosphere and a cool spot to go for a beer or some tasty pub grub.
They have a strange way of charging on credit cards where you must put down a $ 100 tab and then if you don’t use it they credit back the difference. A time consuming and random method for charging, but other than that, a really cool place.

Devilles Pad is so much fun! I love it when bars take their theme a little bit too far; Devilles is a kitsch wonderland of red fiery glittery stalagmite-​adorned fabulousness. Stepping inside is a little like walking into a volcano, although thankfully not quite as hot. I went on a Thursday when it was karaōke night, and I was a bit surprised by how good at singing everyone was — where are all the drunk middle-​aged men sounding like cats being strangled? I can’t say I missed them, to be honest. There were some cracking renditions of absolute classics — the highlight had to be one guy’s incredibly aggressive death metal version of Total Eclipse of the Heart, complete with head banging. There’s a great atmosphere at Devilles and a wonderfully wacky crowd — a good time is guaranteed.

I was told by several friends that I just had to check out Devilles Pad. Said friends know I love a good theme and promised me Devilles is all about fun, tight décor.
Upon entry I must say I did dig the recycled paraphernalia from old showgrounds; it felt like I was walking into the Ghost Train at the Perth Royal Show. Once inside I noticed a lot of the patrons wearing ‘50s clothing. A couple of the bar staff were also dressed rockabilly style so I wasn’t sure after a while who worked here, and who didn’t.
The drinks prices are friendly enough, in comparison to your more hoighty-​toighty newer nightlife establishments in Perth, and Devilles gives patrons good bang for their drinking buck by putting on some splendid shows. The night I visited there was a tribute to Shirley Bassey, and after the performance the lovely drag queens came off stage to give us a couple of performance and dressup tips.
A camp nightlife experience, with a good mixed crowd.

Kitsch inferno-​inspired interiors combine with 60s pop and go-​go dancers to make for one helluva bar experience. The atmosphere is really something here, it’s impossible not to react in an OH MY WOW WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT HANG ON IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS WELL I NEVER — kind of way. A friend and I once came during happy hour on a Saturday (I think it was about 6:30pm) and I can attest to it being one of the happiest hours of my life. Five dollar G&Ts and we practically had the whole place to ourselves. We also ate some snacky (albeit slightly overpriced) tacos and quesadillas which were zinging with flavour. Devilles has a Vegas extravaganza feel about it, with a rockin’ dance floor, booth-​style dining and a sprawling volcanic outdoor area. The crowd is impossibly varied — from teeny boppers to hipsters to rockabillies and beyond, drawing in anyone and everyone aged 18 to 80. There have been times were I’ve gone and not been up for the banter, but that probably says more about me than this devilish nightspot.

In a sleepy little town like Perth, one would expect the height of excitement to involve high tea and gourmet conserves. So when I tell you that Deville’s Pad is by far the very coolest bar I have ever been, HANDS DOWN, you might feel I’m crying wolf or have a predilection for needlecraft and microwave dinners. I’ve been to London, I’ve been to Paris, Berlin, I’ve lived in Sydney and Melbourne, but never have I seen a bar with an interior as fucking sick-​chops as this one. Think Lucifer’s birthday, Vegas style, with a gang of rockabilly types, deliciously sinful food, cabaret and go-​go dancing. I don’t think we’re in Perth anymore, Toto!
Although located a little in the middle of an industrial area (which at 10 o’clock at night is slightly intimidating), Deville’s is actually right next to McIver train station and not all too far from the heart of Perth. I feel like this place would be suited to Mt Lawley.
The inside is decorated with glittering stalagmites and stalagtites, and the dance floor looks like a pool of red hot sparkly lava. Too cool! The feel is very retro, with a funky blend of rockabilly, Twist, 80s, Latino and Blues music the tunes of choice. The place is best suited for those over 25 — I don’t think the kids would dig the old tunes. Make sure you’re dressed up for this place too — think glamour and definitely leave the jeans at home.
I went there on a Thursday for Karaōke, which wasn’t exactly busy, but I really did enjoy the death metal rendition of Twist and Shout that a young fellow performed.
If you’re going to have dinner here, options for vegetarians and those with allergies are a little limited. Definitely more suited for gigantic night out full of debauchery and retro good-​times!