CBGB Encore


While in town we stopped by a shuttered CBGB to see what physical remnants we could find. We spotted some really nicely-spaced handwriting on the wall:


We also met our new friend Mark who seemed to have been sitting outside for some time. He gave us the skinny on what a disaster CBGB really was. He plays guitar, so he should know, he told us, and none of the bands that ever played there were good. Except one: