Showing posts with label O'Flaherty's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label O'Flaherty's. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Goodbye O'Flaherty's!

Melissa is the best. She just is.

On Friday night she organized a little goodbye get together and O'Flaherty's. Because where else would I be on a Friday night?

We hung out, played pool, listened to Murphy sing, and had a generally fantastic time.

Thank you lady.


Brooke came! And brought Kevin...


All of my favorite Aussie's. Randall, Sarah, me and Niels...

Aw Murph...


Me and Niels, at the pool table. Where else?


Melissa's decorations...


I'll miss you guys too. XOXO.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Randy Stern and O'Flaherty's

A few weeks ago, I was on the 1 train headed uptown from Union Square after the CES fireside broadcast. A few stops up, a white guy with floppy hair got on the train with his guitar and started playing. At frst I didn't pay much attention, because crazies randomly walk onto the subway and start singing and playing for money all the time.

But after a few seconds, I realized this guy was actually GOOD. He played and sang, "Here Comes the Sun," and I was really impressed. I wondered why a guy who was so clearly talented would be playing in the subway... When he was done with the song, I kinda wanted him to keep playing. He explained briefly that he had a CD coming out and that he played in a bar on the West Side every Thursday night. So I took one of the cards that he was passing out with the address of the bar and his name and schedule.

So this Thursday, when Melissa and I were looking for something to do, I remembered Randy!

We made our way down to restaurant row in time to grab a bite at Bourbon Grill (really fun place with a New Orleans theme and a hip-but-chill vibe), and then scooted over to O'Flaherty's in time for Randy's first set.

O'Flaherty's is a great place. As Melissa and I sat down at a table in the drop lounge, we both commented on how it didn't really feel like New York. The place felt like half old-town pub, half grandpa's-old-library, relaxed, kick-back, no pretentions. Loved it. There were book shevles lining most of the walls, with dusty old volumes and random knick-knacks crammed in between. The bartender looked like he'd been doing this every night for 30 years.

You can see some pictures of the place here: http://oflahertysnyc.com/media/oflahertys.html

Randy played a great set - I was pleased to find that he was just as talented as I thought. Melissa and I mostly just kicked back and enjoyed it. Then there was a group of guys playing pool, so we made friends with them as well. One of them even sings reggae, so he got in on a few songs with Randy. After his first set, we got to sit and chat with Randy for a bit. He was really excited that we came after I heard him on the subway. He started his second set and we played another round of pool. We were having so much fun we accidentally stayed out a little later than we had planned on - but if you can't be stupid and stay out late on a week night in your mid-twenties, then when can you?

This is Randy, by the way:



And Randy's website: http://www.randystern.info/

So now I'm a groupie for Robbie Gil and Randy Stern.

I LOVE this town.