I woke up to the faint percussive sound of two empty aluminum cans clattering around on the landing outside of my hotel room window. I pulled the curtains open to verify that yes, indeed, they were cans and not an endless loop of electronic music permanently etched in my brain from the night before. I […]
Shari Hazlett
Posted inArts & Entertainment
The bop goes on
A Midtown institution reopens with the sounds of jazz and a sense of history.
