Used to go to San Francisco’s Pier 24, on The Embarcadero, in the 1972-74 era when it was still the original rundown tavern hanging precariously over the water. It was a wonderful, unpretentious, inexpensive place with live jazz on the weekends in an area mostly vacant while then-obsolete, mostly empty finger piers awaited their fate.
The most popular Pier 24 jazz performer – name long forgotten – always wore impeccable Ivy League clothing, usually including a tweed sport coat for perpetually chilly SF evenings. He was killed in a plane wreck.
I left SF in ’74. The club at Pier 24 was “redeveloped” – i.e., destroyed – long ago. Haven’t gone back. Probably never will.
This photo reminds me…
ReplyDeleteUsed to go to San Francisco’s Pier 24, on The Embarcadero, in the 1972-74 era when it was still the original rundown tavern hanging precariously over the water. It was a wonderful, unpretentious, inexpensive place with live jazz on the weekends in an area mostly vacant while then-obsolete, mostly empty finger piers awaited their fate.
The most popular Pier 24 jazz performer – name long forgotten – always wore impeccable Ivy League clothing, usually including a tweed sport coat for perpetually chilly SF evenings. He was killed in a plane wreck.
I left SF in ’74. The club at Pier 24 was “redeveloped” – i.e., destroyed – long ago. Haven’t gone back. Probably never will.
Thanks for the posting.