Welcome back to the Boulevard Ear, a regular feature on The Bay Bridged, where our man about town examines a community’s live music offerings over the course of one evening. What is it like to be a show-goer whose experiences are dictated entirely by location? Follow Todd as he explores Bay Area music venues by neighborhood, finding a variety of independent music along the way.
The Boulevard Ear ~ Of Bohemians and Bon Vivants
While the widespread indignation over gentrification and economic pressure on local artists may be somewhat overwrought (since there is such a lively music scene going on after all), who among us would question that making a life of music here has become ever more challenging? Are we nostalgic, or was the local music community once more rife with veterans of five, ten, fifteen or more years tenure, faithfully plying their trade in a network of small, fraternal venues?
It is thus the sincere aim of the Bon Vivant – who, distinct from the committed Bohemian, has stable sources of capital and only visits the demi-monde – to devote our humble pulpit to heralding the music makers and inform you of their nature and achievements.
And we will presently address this, but let us not to haste. We are not poised to hear the troubadours until we survey leisurely the firmament of which they sing. This is, in modern parlance, how we roll.
Despite the oddly-distressing summer-like behavior of winter in our city, we find ourselves drawn to casks of hot sake at Wakarabune on Church Street, where a lively slice of humanity is gearing up. At these floating sushi smorgies, we make it a habit to drink, converse, and watch the chefs. In short order, this strategy yields oysters just moments removed from the shucking knife. Quite satisfactory.