Outside Jody’s, 27 Stanley Street. Revisited Today through Memories and Archival Photographs.
“Jody’s was just brilliant, dead friendly and always chocka! The music was high energy - this is when house music started creeping in. Jody’s was one of the first to play house music and it stayed open late. It changed everything.”
- Paul Wong
Many people recall their first time entering Jody’s, often centring on the emotional weight of the entrance itself. Tucked down the dimly lit Stanley Street, the glow from the bar would spill onto the pavement. Some would pace up and down the street, working up the courage to go inside. As you descended the steep stairs into the basement, a cloud of sweat, smoke, and poppers hit you.
Inside, the room pulsed with high-energy disco and pop music, lights flashing across the low basement ceiling and bouncing off mirrored walls. The space was packed — a room of bodies swaying, glitter catching the light, strangers becoming family for a night. It was loud, sweaty, joyful. A place where people could kiss, dance, laugh and be unapologetically themselves. For many, Jody’s wasn’t just a nightclub — it was a sanctuary.
When the club closed at 2am, the night rarely ended; the party often poured out onto Stanley Street, a temporary social in a city with nowhere else for them to go, unless someone was throwing an afters.
Memories of Jody’s...
Take a look at these rare posters, photographs, ephemera, and press cuttings that Liverpool's community have collected of Jody’s nightclub on Stanley Street.
Thank you to John Harrison, Neil Powell, Dawn Brayford and Shaun Duggan for sharing!
