Galapagos Enterprises

i played cello here for CMJ with a steadily disintegrating alcoholic singer-​songwriter in 2001. they have (had) a huge mechanical albatross, which was fostering the constructivist polemic and suspending the formalist trajectory, all at once. we got free drinks and my family & friends made an enormous racket. supposedly there were «actors» and «music managers» in the crowd but i didn’t meet any of them. the drinks were strong and the scene was very CMJ. basically, a total blast.

This place has a semi-​mote. If it had an alligator that fed on people with faux hawks and leg warmers I would have rated it a five. Alas no man eating alligators.
We went there to check out the Cities early this month. We had a seat at the bar, drank beer and took Polaroids of ourselves. Good times. Until an extremely shitty band came on with an awful chick lead singer. Her voice was sickening and subsequently killing my vibe. But people were actually liking it, or at least pretending to. I don’t know what is worse being stupid or being fake.
In any case Galapagos serves it’s purpose as a good place to drink and hear live music. I can imagine that seeing a mediocre or good band there would be a worthwhile experience. I would have liked to see Dead Prez there. We didn’t pay to get in so I’m not complaining.