The bartender opens early, so when I arrive it is common to walk into the club with patrons scattered around the bar. A solid couple is there and a group of four further down. A tall bearded man stands trying to monopolize the bartender's attention. He speaks at a volume level slightly higher than the din, which makes me take notice. I look and he has the crazy eye. The tender says at a level matching his: "Here's The Doorman, he will BE collecting the door charge," while he arches an eyebrow. I could have been mean and said, "Is there something wrong with your eye?" Others filter in, but the pace is as relaxing as the jazz guitar quartet. They play John Scofield's "Cool" and it is cool. The drummer, keyboard, and bass add flourishes that match the guitar work. A pair of couples walk in lead by the boss, a dominating woman, who is fueled by alcohol. She hears cover charge and balks. She faux slaps my face but hits hard enough to make me instantly dislike her. One of the men hands me a Jackson to cover them. I was devising interesting ways to torture her when a customer walks past with the tip jar for the band. It's empty and she's making it her mission to fill it for the band. She approaches customers and asks them to toss a buck in for the band. I should have exerted Door authority, but I do what I do in cases where I'm witnessing the unbelievable....observe while thinking "is this for real or am imagining this?" I let her go. I stay at my post and enjoy their renditions of Take Five and Horace Silver's Song for My Father. I enjoy their versions and wonder what it might be like to be on the Great Lakes boat of the one visiting out-of-town couple who promise to float into town some day this summer.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
The Doorman's Diary 3.22.13
Posted by Jeff Winke at 4:48 PM
Labels: bar, bartender, bitch, crazy, crazy eye, doorman, doorman's diary, electric daybook, Horace Silver, jazz, jazz club, jazz guitar, Jeff Winke, Jeffrey Winke, John Scofield, live music, quartet, take 5, urban
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I love these "observations", Jeff. Very fun to read and of course they make me wish I were a doorman at some cool club. But I would not be good at it. I get tired too early for such work. Reading your diaries saves me the trouble and is much more interesting.ReplyDelete