For many, growing older means listening to crappier music that's more familiar than good/interesting/innovative, etc. NYC seems to have a lively scene, at least in the Lower East Side. Hung out in The Living Room, no cover, 1 drink per act minimum, and the acts come fast & furious...1 per hour. If you don't like what you hear, it'll change soon enough. Makes me want to seek out similar venues in esseph and LA that showcase indie talent.
Edie Carey, The Living Room, October 2004.