In an effort to start injecting myself into the music scene again, I visited the Kinetic Playground last night. I’ve been there before, but I have to reiterate that it’s a weird place. I previewed the myspaces for the bands that were playing and expected lo-fi crap rock. But to my surprise what took the stage was blazing acid jazz. The first band was even playing jazz standards, from Freedom Jazz Dance, to John Scofield’s Hottentot. A pleasant surprise.

The crowd at KP was all over the place, not surprising considering the location in Uptown. There was a large group that probably wandered down from Little Vietnam, one of whom was hitting on my wife and asked my permission to dance with her (say what?!). There were hell’s angels types, hipsters, metalheads, slick old italians, panhandlers, some girl dancing with a hula-hoop all night, and a sprinkle of plain old boring people. All good, all good, but please, PLEASE, get rid of the attendant in the men’s room. Putting up with that scam really takes the place down a huge notch.