![]() He is in his mid-fifties, tall and dashing, with thick gray hair. Just after nine, Campilongo backed away from the woman he was talking with, skirted two empty tables, and stepped up onto the stage and past an upright piano without breaking his sentence. As far as I could tell, I was the only person there who didn’t know the others. At nine o’clock, eleven of us were there: Campilongo and the two other members of the Jim Campilongo Trio, three friends of theirs, three musicians from the band that had just played, an amply tattooed barmaid, a bald guy who set himself up in a chair at the lip of the stage, the better to observe the movements of the master’s hands, and me. ![]() The Living Room is a black cubic space, with walls of dry-aged cinderblock, round café tables, and a capacity of about two hundred.
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