I need to move back to Brooklyn. I lived there when I first moved to NYC because I couldn’t find a place in Manhattan. And now that I live in the city, I kinda wish I was back on the other side of the river. It’s just so nice there. People seem happier. Seriously, I think people smile more in Brooklyn. At the very least, they seem more relaxed and look more well-rested. Then again, most everyone looks more well-rested when compared to me.
I often get these Brooklyn blues whenever I go there for a show, to visit friends, have dinner, drinks – whatever. Maybe it’s because I live in a no man’s land surrounded by Little Italy, SoHo, NoLita and Chinatown – and there’s always people milling around, honking their horns, screaming their stupid drunk heads off and the like. Or maybe I’m just getting old and I want a quieter, more laid back lifestyle. I don’t know. But when I went to DUMBO today to hit up the Fifth Annual Brooklyn Winter Hoedown, to see Sufferin’ Succotash whip up some sweet bluegrass over brunch – I missed Brooklyn again.
But I was happy to be back, and even happier to be hitting up a show around noon, so I could relax on a Sunday night for a change. I’ve never known Superfine to be much of a music “venue” per se. But it is a good restaurant, and a decent bar. It was the only place around to get a drink back when I worked in DUMBO around 6 years ago. But now DUMBO is like the new SoHo, bustling with shopping, restaurants and bars.
I woke up later than I had planned today, since I went to bed way later than I had planned, after being out way later than I had planned — all of which I blame on Daylight Savings Time, and $9 Jack and Cokes. Damnit, that’s right. Those drinks were expensive.
But I managed to peel my face off my pillow, throw myself in the shower, and make it out to Bklyn before Sufferin’ Succotash started playing. Yippee. Today was day 3 (the last day) of the Brooklyn Winter Hoedown, presented by Dock Oscar. They’ve been doing this for 5 years now? Who knew?
All I knew was that it was a day show, and bluegrass music – which I like and haven’t seen yet. And I could get food at the same time. Two birds = one show.
Sufferin’ Succotash were good. I don’t listen to bluegrass enough to be all that discerning, mind you. But it was a nice way to see a band on a Sunday afternoon. Relaxing bluegrass music, Huevos Rancheros and Brooklyn.
It’s just a shame I had to go back to Manhattan after.