Smooth Jazz…

I had a friend from an old job celebrate her 21st birthday last week. She had a club that was her favorite so we all decided to meet her there. It was a fairly new club to the Twin Cities and I had never heard of it before. This club was none other than St.Paul’s very own Artists Quarter.

Now, I have to say that I am not really into jazz that much myself. I enjoy good vocal jazz, but often the solos during jazz bother the piss out of me. Yes, you can play your instrument, we know. Now play a song and quit trilling!! Anyway, this bar was PACKED on a Tuesday night. It was a place to see and be seen. Lot’s of hipsters from young to old. Fine looking females and males as far as the small room could hold. It was very smoky, which I guess is a given for a jazz club. The drinks were fairly reasonable and I didn’t get to try any food. The music was jumpy and bright. As far as jazz went, it was petty darn good. With only a two dollar cover, you really couldn’t go wrong.

Don’t go expecting to be able to freely converse. It was REALLY loud in this bar/lounge. I guess they have stand-up comedy some Monday nights. Might be worth checking that out as well…

3 Comments so far

  1. JasonT (unregistered) on February 25th, 2005 @ 8:33 am

    New club? I went with Steve for New Years Eve two years ago (holy crap, I’ve known him for that long!). Yep, looking at their calendar archive, we went 31 December 2002, but interestingly, their archive doesn’t go back before that. Hmm, I wonder how long they have been around.

  2. Brian (unregistered) on March 11th, 2005 @ 6:57 pm

    They’ve been in that location for over 10 years. Before that, they were at 26th/Nicollet in southwest Minneapolis. The owner Kenny Horst is something like 60, and he’s owned the place forever.

    Monday nights are open mic nights, so yeah, some comedy, but mostly it’s a high school artist hang, where drivel is passed as poetry.

  3. Derwith Seven (unregistered) on May 30th, 2005 @ 6:16 pm

    As far as I’m concerned, you’re right on about the musicians playing up and down all the weird scales and modes that they learned in college at their “jazz studies” courses………let’s face it, there aren’t many “Personalities” left in the jazz “business”….mostly arrogant pricks. Give me Ernie Carson, Wild Bill Davison or Bob Scobey or Doc Evans……….players with real voices on their axe……….no more mama’s boys with expensive saxophones…………

    Dick Derwith

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