Sunday, November 13, 2005


Being a Southern California girl in NYC isn't easy to begin with. The cold for one sucks ass. Highs have been in the 50s with nowhere to go but down. Also, there is no country music in NY. Or there hadn't been for years. Country artists skip over us on their national tours. There is no country music station in NYC. In fact I almost got in a fist fight with a station exec a few years back at a Tim McGraw launch party at South Street Seaport when I made a sign that said "Theres no Country Radio in NY, so I'm Moving to Jersey". Any New Yorker knows how cruel of a threat moving to Jersey could be. Its horrendous there. The exec erroneously claimed that there is in fact a country station in the city. He was full of crap of course. I lived next door to the Empire State building at the time so if anyone could hear it, it woulda been me. So anyway, I thought I had nowhere to turn. Until last Saturday night when my buddy, neighbor, and Huntington Beach native Destiny dragged me from a really crappy party along with random sweet Jewish Pediatrician Joe to Yogi's. This was a place I must have walked by hundreds of times. Located at 76th and Broadway on an extremely busy throughfare of NY I don't have a clue how I coulda missed it all these country neglected years. Yogi's is the kinda bar you would expect to find on a rural road in Alabama. Cheap beer pitchers and cheap jukeboxes plaining loud country music. I filled that box up with all the songs I never expected to hear in a NYC bar. Tim McGraw, Gretchen Wilson, Toby Keith, and a ton of others. It was quite an incredible night. I plan to head back there many, many more times in the future. It was like heaven on this little island of New York City. The first bar I felt truly comfortable in in this great city. Thanks Destiny!

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