Is A Legendary West Village Piano Bar Having An Identity Crisis?

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That's what the Observer's Drew Grant found when she visited the rollicking Grove Street hangout Marie's Crisis with a longtime regular--yours truly--for some show tunes and schmoozing.

Drew reports on the seeming changes in the air, as reflected by the irregular crowd lining up, not to mention the bizarre treatment my legendary ass got at the door.

The dis came courtesy of an employee I'd never seen before and hope to never see again, except on the TKTS line as I pass it to go to my comp aisle seats indoors!

The whole thing had me singing the blues.

But I ended up having a blast anyway--once I actually was granted admission, that is.

A little bit of Chicago and my knees are suddenly rouged, my stockings are rolled down, and I'm ready to mess around with Ike.

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7 comments
miles46
miles46

Blasphemy! I'm sure that coat check troll has gotten his ass kicked a few times by now. Sounds like he belongs at the end of the street, in that nameless velvet rope dive that the Five Oaks became. Is that even still there?

Fridays and Saturdays are when more tourists and straights come in. On weeknights, the place usually still has the old feel to it.

tampontammy
tampontammy

Maybe they should rename it Marie's Cunt?

davideopop
davideopop

That's all too bad.  I remember my first visit to Marie's Crisis in 1976 - just moved to NYC from Tulsa, OK and feeling a little low.   I found a roomful of men belting out the entire playlist of  "Oklahoma".  It was HEAVEN!

JohnnyDeep
JohnnyDeep

Ha. Well.....the yuppies have already destroyed the EV dives...why not the city's piano bars, right?

CafeMuscato
CafeMuscato

Geez - of all places to get attitude-y... always a laugh, but not exactly Café Society...

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