This was the second time that I’ve been to the Espresso Garden. Previously, I along with dozens others, was shooed away due to the huge throng of people that had turned out to see Vienna perform. This time, I had the foresight to call ahead, but the person on the other end of the phone just said, “Aw, just show up at the door.” Not one to trust disembodied voices inside of my head, I decided to be sure and come an hour in advance. It wasn’t necessary, since the place was practically empty when I arrived, save for Vienna, Rachel, Beth, and a few of their friends. A handful of other people filtered in throughout the night, including Eric and Boris, but the place was still very empty. That’s too bad, because a lot of people missed great performances from all three musicians.
Here are some photographic aural moments.