Please enjoy this memory from Christmas 2019!
It was Saturday December 7th. Jess and I were in Union Square in Somerville for a night out. Our friend Abby was DJing at a club called The Canopy Room - which Jess and I had never been to.
We got to Somerville a little early. It was a cold night, so we decided to head right to The Canopy Room. We were surprised to see that it was jam packed. We could hardly fit in the door, but we squeezed in anyways to get out of the cold.
As we passed through the door, I immediately noticed something unexpected. Instead of thumping dance music I heard a soft guitar. I peered around a curtain blocking off the doorway to see the club. It was crammed with people, all sitting down on little pillows on top of criss-crossing oriental rugs. The room was smaller than expected, with tapestries, paper lanterns, string lights, and potted plants lining the walls and ceiling. A trio of young women were playing guitar and singing a unplugged cover of Last Christmas by George Michael. It was the warmest coziest place. We overheard that it was a private show, but we justified staying for the rest of the song because leaving mid-song would cause a disturbance.
After a few minutes we were back into the cold. We found shelter at a nearby brewery, then looped back to The Canopy Room for Abby’s show. By then, the room had dimmed lights and dancing. But it still had remnants of cozy. I recall seeing a massive pile of jackets on a couch, and it made the club feel like a dorm party. It was a fun night.