Dear Friends:
At the end of this month will mark 15 years that I've been involved in operating and managing Smalls Jazz Club. My college buddy, Lee Kostrinsky, and I came in with the creator of Smalls, Mitch Borden, to partner up and run the club back in February of 2007. There's been quite a bit of transition since then. Our city has changed in so many ways. The jazz scene has changed in so many ways. So many of our friends and colleagues have transitioned. Both Lee and Mitch have gone on their own separate ways and I am now alone here. It's a strange feeling. Sometimes I come to the club and look around and realize that I am the only person left from back in 1994 when the club started. I look at the photos on the walls and I feel like a ghost - the proverbial ghost in the machine. As they say in Buddhism, "clinging to the reeds". Just me, haunting this sacred temple grounds, peeking around corners and watching as the world changes before me.
And yet, sometimes I stand on the foot of the stairs and peer into the tumult of the crowd. The music is vibrant and swinging and the club is packed. Everyone is vibing, the servers are delivering their drink orders in perfect tempo. The audience is ecstatic. Even though the faces have changed, the spirit is still there, this club is still so very much alive. Perhaps dingy and battered but nonetheless resilient with the strength of survival. The survival of our music and our scene and the victory of the Human Spirit over the crushing banality of our new corporate world. We live, Smalls lives, Jazz lives.
I look forward to seeing everyone at the clubs and wish everyone a happy and productive week.
Sincerest Regards,
SpikeStatistics: Posted by rlfun — February 14th, 2022, 10:08 am
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