Saturday, December 4, 2010

The Doorman’s Diary: 12.3-4.10

Chill in the air with moon-luminous snow clouds that were threatening to, as Les McCann and Eddie Harris would say, “hang up our God-damn” city with the forecasted six-inches of snow.  The club, pleasantly full with pleasant people, was treated to the band’s version of “Compared to What.” The singer growled out…

Love the lie and lie the love

Hangin' on, with a push and shove

Possession is the motivation

That is hangin' up the God-damn nation

Looks like we always end up in a rut
Tryin' to make it real - compared to what?

….while the trumpet and two saxes wove their magic through the crowd. It was early but the adrenalin was pumping as the key player spazzed his way through the song like a man possessed. It was electric. Throughout the night it was nice to collect covers from folks that didn’t debate or deny the imperative. There were three women throughout the night who I noticed—a brown haired woman, a blonde, and an Asian. What made each remarkable were smiles that illuminated. They were normal—like you or me—but when each smiled there was an aura of allure that each sent out like a tuning fork’s sound vibration. At first, I couldn’t figure out why they were so attractive until it hit me that their beautiful smiles were infectious – much like the band’s version of the Les McCann and Eddie Harris song.

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