One of the first bars in Kazimierz, Singer set the table for all that was to come, essentially inventing the evocative aesthetic of cracked mirrors, dusky paintings, rickety antiques and candlelight associated with the district today. Despite its long tenure, lofty reputation and intrusion of tourists, today Singer still holds much of the magic it did when it first opened. A charismatic, even chimerical cafe by day, Singer hits its stride after 01:00 when tabletops turn into dancefloors, the regulars abandon their drinks to dip and spin each other to an energetic mix of gypsy, klezmer, Balkan, swing and film music, the entire bar begins to feel like a ferris wheel ready to fly off its axis and the boundaries of time are obliterated. Yeah, we've had a few good ones here.
