NOW EXPERIENCING:Whitehart Bar
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Posted 22 Aug 2023

By
Larissa Dubecki


One of Melbourne’s most happening music bars, Whitehart seals the good-times deal with local craft-beer heroes and on-trend cocktails mixed with house-made syrups and native ingredients.

A leafy angle at the Melbourne bar Whitehart
Why you goThe shipping container bar isn’t exactly a new concept in Melbourne (hello, Section 8), but Whitehart Bar has put it on steroids. Its new-and-improved formula: take a couple of decommissioned containers and stack them, Jenga-like, with the help of some serious steel structuring, then throw in a bunch of tropical greenery, twinkly lights and projections. Nestled between the towering red-brick and bluestone walls of neighbouring buildings in a former CBD carpark, it all makes for a stylish post-apocalyptic vision – perhaps the kind of bar Mad Max would frequent in his downtime – where plants appear to be taking over the urban jungle, and the murals, including one of the white stag of Celtic legend, have a deliberate patina of age. It’s the hip canvas for a serious live-music program and a crowd ready to party.
Why you stayFollow the tunes to one of Melbourne’s most happening music bars. Live DJs are the lifeblood of Whitehart, which has the sound system to prove it. Take a look at its socials for a solid line-up of music genres on the decks most days of the week, whether that’s Afrobeat, hip hop or jazz, or the Sunday chill sessions that bid the weekend farewell in laid-back style. The people-watching is top-notch: a seat on the AstroTurfed first-floor catwalk overlooking the action below makes prime ogling territory, but there’s no difficulty finding a nook to call your own amid the ground level’s avant-garde junkyard. Melbourne’s weather means it’s incumbent on punters to rug up despite the outdoor heaters, but on a warm night, having a drink at Whitehart makes you feel as though you’re at a full-moon party in Thailand.
Live music at Melbourne bar Whitehart
A range of drinks at Whitehart in Melbourne
What drink to order

Beer is big at Whitehart, but the producers veer small. An eclectic collection of local heroes includes Deeds, Bodriggy and Hop Nation, with the list divided into hops, yeast and malty types. Yes, there’s Carlsberg, but it’s outweighed by the indie cred of share-sized bottles and cans including Third Moon’s sour ale with blackberry from far away Canada, and Urban Alley’s barrel-aged pineapple and peach sour from nearby Docklands. 

Trend-aware cocktails are mixed with house-made syrups and native ingredients – try the Bush Baby, which sees rye whiskey soothed with Brookie’s Mac macadamia and wattleseed liqueur from Byron Bay, along with vegan honey syrup and lime. Occasionally you might find that a drinks dictionary is in order. Case in point: the Honky Tonks, which sees tequila and mezcal party with falernum (a Caribbean syrup liqueur) and tepache (made with fermented pineapple rinds).

What to pair it withThere’s no kitchen, but Whitehart sneers in the face of hunger thanks to neighbour +39 pizzeria, which feeds the hordes with its Naples-style pies – just order from the QR code and they’ll bring your Margherita or prawn- and zucchini-topped pie over when it’s straight out of the oven. For salty snacking, ask at the bar for crunchy things like pretzels and corn chips with hummus.
Why we love itFor sheer friendliness, there are few bars to rival Whitehart. Either the staff are necking tequila behind the scenes (a scurrilous rumour) or they’re just a genuinely lovely bunch of people, and the crowd is unpretentious as a rule. Hell, it’s so friendly you can even take your furry four-legged mate along for a cold one.
Inside the bar at Melbourne's Whitehart
Looking down to the leafy ground floor at Melbourne's Whitehart
Who to takeA pigeonhole-defying crowd shows healthy representation from the city’s legal district (translation: you can wear your suit here without feeling horribly out of place) and it also evidences serious pulling power in the bracket of tattooed inner urbanites in frighteningly directional outfits, plus a smattering of normcore comfort-hounds. In short, it’s a welcome-all-comers kind of place, where there’s no need for a pre-visit existential crisis over what shoes you’re going to wear.