Ten years ago, Saturday mornings in the old neighborhood, there was always a 45-minute wait at Breakfast Spot #1 but you'd get a table right away at Breakfast Spot #2. I'm pleased to report that nothing has changed. And the Yukon Gold Home Fries are every bit as yummy as you remember.
If you're serious about the flugel, don't sleep on ACK VAN ROOYEN. To my ears, now that AF and CT have passed, Ack may very well be the greatest living practitioner of the Big Horn. Such subtlety, style, soul and finesse. And what a gorgeous tone! If I ever have occasion to return to Holland, I'm definitely going to inquire about getting a lesson from this master musician.
Dmitri Matheny Group JAZZ NOIR Michigan Tour Diary — Day 15 April 25 Detroit
On the final night of our Michigan Tour we performed at one of the oldest jazz clubs in the heart of Detroit's historic entertainment district: the legendary Cliff Bell's.
What a night!
Cliff Bell's fulfilled my fantasy of what a music venue should be.
The lavish 1930s Art Deco decor and swanky supper club atmosphere set exactly the right tone for an evening of live jazz.
From the moment we arrived, each member of the professional staff (door man, hostess, manager, bartender, waiters, everyone) greeted us warmly and put us at ease. They treated us with courtesy and respect throughout the evening, thanked us for the music, and paid us in cash.
The menu was spectacular and the band dined gratis. I had the shrimp and grits with roasted chilies. Spicy, creamy, delicious.
After dinner, we played to a full house of enthusiastic patrons, mostly couples dressed to the nines. Our sound man Alex really took care of business. The band did not disappoint.
According to drummer Sean Dobbins, I'm now an honorary Detroiter. I feel honored, indeed. As my friend Joan Belgrave so eloquently stated, 'Ain't no swang like Dee-troit swang.'