After the After Party

Sara, Jo, Jennie and I met in Park Slope last night for a Joe's Pub field trip to see Rachelle Garniez at Barbes, a standing gig she has the first Thursday of every month. They call it a standing gig because she packs so many interested observers into the room that, unless you get there early, you have to stand.

We got there early.

If you haven't heard her, Rachelle's voice runs the gamut between a whiskey-soaked sailor with a tale to tell and a Disney princess getting dressed by bluebirds. Her music is crepuscular in a sea-shanty sort of way and can be reverie-inducing --Just ask this woman, if you can snap her out of it . . .