Tuesday
Hundreds of thousands of tourists and New Yorkers headed for the extravaganza riverside fireworks display last night. I was not one of them. I have done it before and did not tonight feel a herring-like desire to join the tightly packed school of fellow hominids on the riverine Manhattan coast. What I did have a desire for was a quiet pint of well-pulled Guinness and some good music. I knew exactly where to find it on a Monday night: Mona's.
Mona's is a small pub in the Lower East Side. It is a local in every sense of the word. There is no big flashing "Monas" sign outside. There is, in fact, no sign at all. Just a window through which you can see a very dark pub that is decidedly not ferns and chrome. No wimpy idiotic 'theme'. Just a place that has grown organically around its central purpose of beer, music and pool for a neighborhood clientele. When I first lifted a pint here some eight years ago, it was in a neighborhood which had transitioned from broken glass and junkies in the doorways to one which was merely for the adventurous, a hangout for musicians and a hodgepodge of starving artists, writers, actresses, bikers and Irish expats. Since then the neighborhood has changed. It seems like almost the whole of Avenue B has gone way upscale. The tide of new bars has not yet reached 14th Street and the clientele is still neighborhood... but you are now more likely to run into a med student outside than a junkie.
The session at Mona's is a very informal and relaxed affair. There is usually a core of fine musicians, but anyone who loves the music can join in. Some of the better musicians take time over a long break to show newcomers a few tunes and techniques.
As you can see, it is a very homey session:
A very traditional session at Mona's
Photo: D.Amon, all rights reserved.
Traditional music attracts classy fiddle players
Photo: D.Amon, all rights reserved.

Clearly this is the sort of place that "clever" people does not exist in the United States.
I hope a good time was had by all.
Posted by Paul Marks at July 5, 2005 11:57 PM
My word blindness strikes again.
The above should have read "that "clever" people say does not exist in the United States".
Posted by Paul Marks at July 5, 2005 11:59 PM
As you can see, it is a very homey session:
Who's the homey in the FREADOM shirt?
Posted by D Anghelone at July 6, 2005 12:42 AM
Hmmm.. A writer? A Librarian? An English teacher? I didn't really lock on to it when I was there.
Posted by Dale Amon at July 6, 2005 02:44 PM









