In the heady world of Parisian cabarets, several went on to become household names: the Moulin Rouge, the Gran-Guignol… but the streets of Montmarte were packed with countless more that have since fallen beneath the veil of obscurity. Some of those even took after their namesakes, such as the Cabaret du Néant, the cabaret of death.
The 1899 book Bohemian Paris of To-day, by William Chambers Morrow, included an account that captured the goings on at this unique and morbid enterprize:
"As we neared the Place we saw on the opposite side of the street two flickering iron lanterns that threw a ghastly green light down upon the barred dead-black shutters of the building, and caught the faces of the passers-by with sickly rays that took out all the life and transformed them into the semblance of corpses. Across the top of the closed black entrance were large white letters, reading simply:
CAFE DU NEANT “
(via Voyages Extraordinaires: Cabaret du Néant )