Thanksgiving 2021 @ the Railway in Beverly MA.
When I listen to live recordings from the past, particularly jazz ones, I focus on what I can pick up from the crowd. The anticipation, clapping, cheering etc. I try to imagine all the stories that go with these places.
The people that met there. The disputes over nothing fights. The staff that became rockstars and maybe even got fired. All these black and white images of the past become the present in color as I see precious venues close up and go away. But there’s no room for sadness because something always rises up to take it’s place.
Man built the stage, not the other way around.