In Which We Are Introduced to The Hooters
There's a brand new music venue in my part of the world: The Ardmore Music Hall. Philly's western 'burbs are a fairly quiet place, so the addition of a real club just one town over makes us very happy. We decided to check it out last night. The Hooters were headlining. I confess: before yesterday I knew nothing about them, save for one hit from the Eighties. You probably remember it too, if you were alive then: The night started out inauspiciously, with cold rain and a long line in front of the building. Andre was a good sport, but I was feeling fairly grumpy, wanting to be home in bed with my dogs and a good book. But then we started chatting with the people around us, and a hidden world was revealed. Our music life tends to be centered in New York City and Asbury Park. But last night the clouds parted. It turns out that all along there has been a similar music scene right under our noses. Ardmore Music Hall is rea...