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After a delicious dinner of homestyle pasta at Pasta Mia in Adams Morgan we walked around in the rain looking for live music.  Passing Cafe Lautrec  I remembered the great times when AM was still a “fringe” neighborhood.  All that remains of that charming place is the Lautrec painting on the exterior of the building.  Gone is the piano player.  Before Coyote Ugly or Hogs and Heffers had women dancing on the bar Cafe Lautrec had a tap dancer on its bar.  Cities across the street is gone as is Sahir the owner.  Many familiar places are no more.  Fortunately we strolled in to Columbia Station where without a cover charge in a very laid back casual ambiance we heard some great jazz.  During break Peter Edelman went around introducing himself and speaking with each guest.  Initially when we arrived the trumpet sounded too loud.  The bass too faint.  The sax trombone, drums, and piano were all doing their thing.  Then as each of the various musicians played it happened.  The jazz pick up game was out of the box.   It came together.  With each song it got better and better.  It was hypnotic.  Finally the last song Watermelon Man with Butch Warren on bass and Peter Edelman on the piano and the others playing it was perfect.  I hardly noticed the torrential rain walking to the car.  Jazz had soothed my soul and the world was smiling!

Columbia Station

Live music five nights and two afternoons per week.

202-462-6040

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