There's a place in New York City where I've been going to catch different artists playing their music. It's a real small space and it fills up quite quickly at night. The venue is cool because you get five different musicians playing 45 minute sets. You get a nice mix of music. This little writing is about the place;
Rockwood Hall
Just tell the cabby,
Allen Street between
Houston and Rivington,
as I recall.
“Music, sweet music...
I wish I could caress with a kiss”...
The room unassuming,
no place to move nor hide...
Once inside these lower
East Village walls.
Just you, your stamina,
the sound and the subway
boxcar of space.
The bar cumbersome,
the crowd funnels in–
from, (I) don’t know where.
These proud and astute
musicians play acoustic–
lyrics and melody–
to the captivated throng
that gathers... and
gathers...
within.
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