As you all know I'm a big jazz fan. DC is a great town for jazz, however, I haven't been to a legit jazz club since I've lived here. Today after work I decided to take the metro a few stations north of my stop to the historic U Street area for a quick concert at Twins Jazz.The place is kind of a dump, as many places are in the area, but it was a dump with charm. If you weren't looking for the place you would almost certainly miss it. It's been around for almost 25 years and it looks like it hasn't really been updated since it opened. Tonight it wasn't a normal group that played together often. Every Wednesday of March they were doing a Women in Jazz night. Through overhearing conversations I learned that the musicians were mostly former Howard University students who still live in the area.
First, The Pros: The band was good. The night had a jam session feel as opposed to a concert feel, but that was fine given it was a Wednesday 8pm show. They played together well and had a few really great moments. The pianist was especially good and the drummer was solid. The standout of the night was the female singer. She was fantastic. I also liked many things about the atmosphere. The dirty windows had broken shades in them that were leaning against broken florescent lights. The chairs didn't match and the tables were too close together. The bathroom was generally disgusting and the lock was broken. Christmas lights and various signed jazz photos were their idea of decorations. All of this added to the authentic and warm feel of the place.
The Cons: While I've been to numerous jazz clubs over the years I have never been to what I would consider to be a true, authentic club. My image of what it would be like was completely formed from pictures of 50s jazz legends. I had two big problems with the night. First and most importantly, the musicians smiled too much. Serious jazz musicians don't smile when they play. It says to me that they're not taking it seriously enough. Jimmy Buffet smiles when he plays, Miles Davis did not smile or laugh. My high school jazz teacher described the look you should have on your face when you play or listen to great jazz as the look you have when you smell something rotten. It's a "stanky" face.The other problem I had was the smell. Jazz clubs should smell like smoke and gin. Do you know what a jazz club smells like when a city passes a smoking ban? Ethiopian food and bad perfume. I prefer smoke. My final complaint was that the stage was too bright. I would have possibly been able to get over this if the bass player wasn't wearing a matching faux suede jacket and boots whose color could only be described as "Grimace purple".
Despite my complaints, this is a great club! It's fairly cheap and the music is very solid. I look forward to going back on a weekend when they have a regular band playing.














