It takes a lot, including an occasional physical threat, to get me out to a club in Manhattan. Thirty years ago, it would have taken a physical threat to get me to go home. But times have changed. People have changed. Ticket prices have changed. And a shot and a beer could set you back $25, depending on where you are.
Sometimes though, the stars align. Good friends, an interesting new bar, and a Replacement playing on a tiny stage got me on a subway last night.
Tommy Stinson with his almost country/still kinda 'Mats-ish band Cowboys In The Campfire played at Lucinda Williams' new honky tonk on Avenue A and all was alright for an hour, especially with a couple of $6 Miller High Lifes to keep things rolling. (It is the "champagne of beers," you know.)
The hour long set was broadcast live on Sirius Outlaw Radio and Mr. Stinson seemed into it, in that very Tommy way, greeting everyone with a smile and assuring the crowd that it wasn't "all request Monday. You can keep shouting, but you'll hear none of it." So, no Replacements songs, but he did do a few Bash & Pop tunes, as well as a couple of new tunes from an upcoming Cowboys album, that honestly, sounded like 'Mats tunes anyway.
When all was said and done, it was as close to a perfect night out in the Big Shitty as someone as difficult as me could expect. As for Lucinda's, it's small and friendly with a great sound system, and could be on my dance card in the future on a night with a lesser known act. I could see myself getting comfortable at the bar with a bit of country twang on the stage.