Last night, I woke up at 11, and went out on the balcony- it was about 95 degrees, and a million percent humidity. We went out and got on the number 39 bus, at
quarter after 12- the 39 is always full of excited kids 15 to 30, between midnight and one- it goes to the neighborhood where all the clubs are, its the party bus.
We got off the bus, and instantly, it began to pour rain, and the temperature dropped 20 degrees in five minutes.
We took a taxi the last ten blocks to the club.
At 2 in the morning, leaning against the wall, nursing a beer, waiting for the headliner to come on, I realized, I have been leaning against walls, nursing beers, waiting for bands, for 40 years.
Which is not a bad thing- in fact, its the opposite. As ol Rutger Hauer says in Blade Runner-I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
I was never there for the beer- I was there for the music.
I saw Miles Davis and Ornette Coleman, I saw the Beatles and Neil Young, I saw Al Green twice and James Brown 3 times, felt his sweat land on me as he shook off that cape the fifth time.
I saw Arto and DNA shred reality into glittering dust.
I saw TV on the Radio push the wall back a few feet with pure sonic power, saw Sonic Youth elevate the entire audience a foot in the air with feedback.
I saw Tom Waits alone with a grand piano on the Nighthawks at the Diner tour, saw Taj Mahal with 4 tubas.
I saw the Beastie Boys and Grandmaster Flash and Run DMC.
I saw Zappa, and the Dead, I saw the Ramones and the Replacements and got sawdust all over me when Wendy O Williams chainsawed a guitar in half.
I saw folk music and singer songwriters and jazz and pop and hard, hard rock.
Saw Blue Oyster Cult do Cities on Flame with Rock and Roll as an encore, every band member with a guitar...
Last night, I saw this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkyN-ncK8zs
And I held the wall up, until it ended at 4am.
La Yegros, who has been living in Paris and performing in Europe for the last couple of years, back home. With the multi-talented Alejandro Frenov filling in on keyboards, bandoneon, and samples. At Mateinzo, now open again after the holidays. Unfortunately, happy hour ends at ten, and she didnt come on til 2...