Harlem’s Finest: The Apollo Theatre
Michael Lydon, unpublished, 1986
THROUGH A GAUZY silver curtain, multi-colored lights outline a band playing a mellow blues with a dancing beat. As the audience begins to cheer, the curtain slowly rises. The music rises too, the steady wah-wah of the saxophones topped by the sharp high notes or the trumpets and the rat-a-tat-tat rhythm of the drums. A handsome man steps quickly to the front of the stage, taking a microphone that grew like magic from the floor.
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