scat

B's tutoring session was canceled tonight. None of his students showed up. Their loss, my gain. Luckily, the weather had cleared, so he picked me up and we when for a downtown stroll. We walked around for about 2 hrs. I hadn't blipped and I knew just where I wanted to go: The Scat Jazz Lounge.

The entrance is in a tight alley, where the bright sign lures you towards the door. The doors lie flush with the building and hinge open. It's creepy, you think you're going to see the darken foyer of a lounge, but the doors open up to cold sheen an elevator....

I hear its a great club. Hopefully, sometime soon we'll go back, ride the elevator and have a listen ourselves.

cheers!
L


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