Copper Face Jacks

I feel like everything humanly possible has already been said about Coppers. I’ll add my two cents in anyway. The first telling sign of its notoriety is that upon mention of Coppers, you’ll either get a sick grimace or an enthusiastic shriek. There’s basically no «in-​between» with this place.
Cheesy sing along music, embarrassingly intoxicated crowds and the occasional GAA team (I was there when they dropped in, didn’t know them but everyone else was excited). Drinks are standard price, the smoking area is decent. My question– why are there two long sets of stairs? People in the drunken states of most of Copper’s patrons shouldn’t be near that! Also, 10 euro is a bit steep for admission, and if you go before 12 to get in free, it’s totally empty so be prepared to hang out in the corner and wait for everyone else to arrive.

When I was doing research on going out places in Dublin, everyone recommended that Copper is a must-​go place in the city. It is definitely a huge disappointment. My disappointment comes mainly from the crowd and music. I passed by a group of girls dancing in the middle of the dance floor. As I tried to cross to the other side of the room, one of them grabbed my arm and started yelling and wanted to pick a fight for no reason. I met all kind of drunk people but this is literally my first time meeting people this rude. As for songs, Copper’s DJ made bad remixes. If you are looking for all time top 40, this isn’t the place. Definitely not worth coming back here.

I’m just gonna have to admit it; I had a great time at Coppers. After dinner & drinks that lasted until midnight, someone suggested dancing and knowing we had to catch a flight in a few hours, it seemed like a great way to spend our time before a long ride.
Coppers has All the hallmarks of a fun club:
–The place was packed
–The drinks were strong (Shhhh, I was dumping my drinks; I can’t keep up with the Irish)
–The music was rousing (EVERYONE dancing)
–All age groups (mostly young-​uns scantily clad)
Mission accomplished. Slept like a baby on the flight home.

I love this place!!! It’s basically one of the busiest night clubs after 1.30am! Packed nearly every night and is over 19s during the week days, over 21s on the weekend and always bring ID! Their drink promos are ok but they play chart music and I’ve never had a bad night out here! Though its known for its sleezeleness! But it’s some craic and it’s a must go to in Dublin! Literally a country club in the big smoke!

I actually just can’t.
What is Coppers? If you’ve never been, you need to go and experience the essence of culchies who are currently studying nursing in UCD, primary school teaching in Pats or science in Trinners on their first night out in the big shmoke.

OK the five stars come with a caveat — I’m too old now at35 and stopped going in 2010. But between 2000 and 2010? I estimate near 100,000 Euro behind the bar, it was a loan Cathal lol.
Three nights a week for ten years. The gold card came soon and was a chick magnet in next doors Flannerys! I always seemed to somehow get separated from them once we got in for free with a queue skip too.
I met three of the long term relationships I had in here, two were neighbours in Mayo which was awkward when invited down for Xmas! All emotionally unstable girls, but that’s the female sex for you lol.
Pre smoking ban, a girl put out a cigarette out on my eyebrow (you are that close to people it’s unbelievable) I still have the scar! I claim a piercing went wrong.
I’ll admit I’m a big dirty dog and say sometimes a girl brought me home for a roll in the country hay.
(Warning — Coppers is 90percent culchies, you know the type — eyebrows on the side of the face and have a seizure
when Galway girl is played.
Other great nights include when I met Kathryn Thomas from the tele and swung her around until I was told to put her down by the bouncers!
The VIP room (ok I was back my mistake more recent than 2010 once!) is cool. I was in with the Dub team and Sam and it was chaos! The GAA lads like coppers.
I also had the pleasure of meeting Marc O Neill in here and he admits he is a €&€€, but good guy!
I can’t even remember 1 percent of what happened (Warning — you must get plastered in here, it’s a rule), but I would not change anything.
If you’re lucky, there’s penthouse apartments upstairs and a young lady booked me in!
It’s great for hen parties. I’ll always remember snogging the brides mum for a dare, 60 and lovely.
You’ll hear everything from the Killers to Galway girl to country roads to Galway girl to country roads.
Get friendly with Cathal the owner and you’ll get a lock in. He told me once the video cameras in the club had more footage of me than any other patron!
I’ll use the word «Patron» loosely lol
(Final warning — Always take two working days off after a night in coppers as you’ll be wasted and very finally they don’t like you lifting people up on the dance floor as inevitably you’ll drop one or two like me!)
Finally Finally Finally keep an eye for Sinead Kennedy from winning streak there, celeb nightclub.
Note — I no longer drink.
Aidan

Oh, my gawd…
THIS, my friends, is why the drinking age is 21+ in North America. I am so grateful I do not have to endure 17 – 18 year old kids like the ones seen here nightly, barely dressed, literally falling over each other, humping each other and the soiled ground.
If any of the things which I saw here were happening in a US nightclub, they would have been escorted out of the venue immediately. Guards here were indifferent indeed.

Did I just step into a frat house? Am I back in college? Blasting electro jams, girls in heels toppling over left and right, people getting hauled out by police and security! Young and fun crowd, but venue itself is a bit divey and rundown. I wouldn’t have been surprised if someone brought out a keg and started doing keg stands. Regardless, cheap and strong drinks and cool bartenders. Definitely a meat market, but that could be a good or bad thing depending on how you look at it.
We have an American term for this place and it is RATCHET.

So I took the plunge and went to Coppers over the weekend. It’s quite a deadly nightclub if you’re drunk out of your wits and are looking to meet people with some loud music in the background. Not-​so-​great if you’re even a teensy bit sober.
Bottomline: Average music and beer with people stomping on your feet while breaking glasses around you all amidst a lot of sweat, humidity, and some generous displays of PDA or promiscuity (depending on how you look at it).

Yeah, I lied. I went back again.

Copper’s is more fun than you ever knew you wanted to have.
I’m a little embarrassed to admit that a few of my favorite nights in Dublin have been at Copper’s. Actually, I’m embarrassed to admit that I like Copper’s at all. Do not come here sober under any circumstances (srsly) and be prepared to witness promiscuity. You’ve been warned.
Copper’s picks up a little later than most clubs because it’s open late; it should not be your first stop of the night. The dance floor is good sized and always packed. You’ll sacrifice your personal space, pay too much for drinks, and make questionable decisions, but you’ve got to go at least once. If nothing else so you can judge the hell out of the next person who says Copper’s is their favorite club (…gulity).
Maybe you’ll fall in love with a nice hammered Irish lad. It might even happen twice.

This is the kind of place you promise yourself you’ll never end up at… But then you do. So coppers is a last resort. If you want to pick up a tourist or banter with the drunkest people you’ve ever met, go ahead. Not recommended for couples… Weird age bracket like 18 – 20 or 35+ no inbetween. But you have to see it at LEAST once. It’s a right of passage

Selon un petit guide bien connu que je né citerai pas (ça commence par petit et ça fini par futé), Copper Face Jacks est LA boîte de Dublin.
C’est effectivement peut être la seule ou la plus grande, ou je né sais quoi mais moi je vais vous donner un conseil de bon sens, fuyez tant que vous le pouvez !
Passons sur l’entrée à 10 €, les consos à 6 – 10 €, le vestiaire à 2 €, rien de surprenant.
Le lieu pourrait être top: grande demeure georgienne, au moins quatre ou cinq espaces dont certains avec parquet au sol, des escaliers, des sous-​sols… Un gros potentiel. Voilà. Donc maintenant que nous avons vu le seul point positif de l’endroit, passons au reste :
— Un ratio videur /​clubeur sans doute parmi les plus élevés au monde, en plus ils ont des gilets jaune fluo et passent leur temps à te dévisager comme si tu étais en train de préparer un mauvais coup. Autant dire que ça met à l’aise !
— Des préposés aux balayettes (gilets oranges) quasiment aussi nombreux que les gilets jaunes et qui se précipitent dès qu’une goutte de bière tombe par terre (un peu comme le robot nettoyeur dans Wall-​E pour ceux qui ont un peu culture.)
— Plein d’espaces…mais une seule ambiance: le même son partout.
— Le son justement: pas de DJ mais sûrement un type dans un coin (voire dans sa chambre un peu plus loin) qui balance une playlist insipide.
— Le petit bonus: les télés partout avec les chaînés de sport, la classe, en même temps on prend presque du plaisir à regarder le snooker pour oublier où on est.
Le seul intérêt est anthropologique: observer la parade amoureuse du jeune de 20 ans déchiré.
Conclusion: ton guide, tu le prends, tu le fermes et tu le ranges !

I really don’t like this place. It always gets too full, it’s hot and sweaty inside, it takes forever to get a drink, and the staff are never in a good mood. The security here are also extremely aggressive and I watched as they continually kept pushing patrons around for little or no reason, really rough like. As a former doorman I was amazed at how unprofessional they were with people and wondered why these people still were able to keep their jobs. The only reason people go here is because for some reason they get to stay open until almost 5am (Google and read up on this). There are plenty of good places to get a drink in Dublin, if I were you I would check them out. Extra late night drinking hours aside, there is nothing spectacular about this place, it’s a bit of a kip.

This place should be renamed Meat Market as it is a grotty place that specialises in the cheapest cuts! If you like your feet sticking to the floor, slimy men groping you and people spilling drinks on you– this place is for you! I was horrified and will never return to slapperface jacks!

We’ve been warned.
Told no by two friends who live in Dublin. Well, at least we didn’t come here on our first night. Sean insisted that we need to experience this, on our second night.
The music was a bit slow in the beginning, but after a few drinks it didn’t matter anymore. Haha … it picked up, and so did the crowd. People pushing and shoving their way through and I was totally hating on some tall ass dude. He was ugly.
Their smoking section was chill, chatted up with a few cool lads indeed.
Most spoken line to me all night:
«hey you, come here»
Most cheesy:
«you hit me like a ton of bricks, you’re the one» in his cute Irish accent
Then he proceeded to ask my friend to put in a good word for him LOL.
They don’t nickname this place ‘slapper face jacks’ for no reason. Thank you Ireland for your warm welcome, but this isn’t the type of place to feel «special». And thanks to my buddies for coming up with an SOS for «getting Wendee away from yucky guys».
We also lost the cute one because of that.

Night club wise… This place is great if your absolutely smashed with no sober bone in your body and if your singe looking to pull for a one night stand and you like listening to awful cheesy chart music such as «cotton eye joe» and «Garreth Brooks». (Listening as there is no room to breathe let alone dance)
Its full of either tourists or protencious snobs who think there posh but they arent.
However the smoking area is great and the club doesnt end untill abut 4:00am.
Way too expensive .
This place is what it is.

Crazy people, crazy music, crazy atmosphere.
BTW, this is where I lost my phone !

Picture the scene: you’re out for a few drinks, all classy like, but maybe that last mojito/​cosmo just tipped you over the edge. The crowd is getting louder, there’s more laughing, yer man is giving yer wan the eye…
Then somebody says it…
The dreaded question. One word that will change your night completely…
‘Coppers?‘
And so will begin your night of debauchery. Be prepared for awkward bouncers who rule with an iron fist (lovely bunch of lads though). Be prepared to run into every single (single) person you’ve known since junior infants. Be prepared to drink, to dance and to be thrown about like you’re in a washing machine all the time being groped by unseen hands. And be prepared to score, because nobody can fail to score in Coppers.
As much as I loath this place when I’m sober* my student days would never have been the same without it. It’s getting a nostalgic 4 stars.
*Advice: NEVER GO SOBER, I’m not sure if merely being in a nightclub can leave you with PTSD but if any one could, it would be Coppers

Got dragged here by some friends as we were bar hopping. YUCK!!! I had gotten left behind (I was helping another friend get home safe and sound) and had to ask directions from a traffic garda. When a garda asks you if you are sure you want to go there, it is generally a good idea to take a step back, answer no, then head home. In hind sight, this is what I should have done. I have never had to fight my way through so many badly gyrating (read: dancing ?) drunken idiots before in my entire life. It was really enough to lose my faith in not only the opposite sex but also my own for putting up with such skeazy behavior from one another.
I want to have my cultural anthropologist friends come and study the drunken mating rituals which happen here. At least now I can say I have been there and never go back.

Total meat market!
Let me just say, this is the type of place where you will get sloppy drunk (see pic). On a Sunday night, it was packed. These Irish people know how the DRINK! The crowd is definitely young and immature but if you don’t take it too seriously you’ll have a great time. 5 euro cover.

Das «Coppers» ist einer der größeren Pubs in Dublin und ist auch eher eine Disco. Es gibt 2 Stockwerke und mehrere Räume. Super Atmosphäre und gute Musik (von Pop über RnB bis zu tradtitionellen irischen Songs!). Außerdem gibt es sogar Glätteeisen auf den Mädchentoiletten!!!