2 am. It’s a secret kind of place– magic and history intertwined. Its narrative runs deep. Sitting among the faces of its saga, I’m hesitant to say too much.
I want to take a picture of the band, but this is an ancient place, from before time. Pulling out my phone and snapping a pic seems intrusive. I know it’s the day and age we live in and no one takes their hats off indoors anymore – but here it’s a different age, and it’s a different day.
Visitors drift through the room and the music plays on me like a mirage. You have to see it for yourself.