Long Island City rocked last night with Queens’ Music Fair, riffing NYC’s spring at a Vernon lot. Band Jay Patel played blues as 400 grooved, a $10 ticket fest of beats. It’s borough tunes—pure LIC vibe, amps hot. A kid banged a drum; a pro sang loud. ‘Queens plays—this is it,’ Patel says, tuning strings. The stalls turned stage.
The fair’s fresh—April 3’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing curbs by 6 p.m. Patel’s a Corona rocker; last night’s crowd hit max—chords flew. A latecomer nabbed a spot; lights flashed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—music ruled. #QueensMusicFair trended; Brooklyn wants a riff.
Some griped—’Too loud,’ sniped a grump, dodging sound. Trash piled—swept slow; vibes held. A rival’s pitching a Flushing jam, splitting amps. Still, 500 stayed—tunes reigned. LIC’s never jammed so bold.
Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a park if spring bites. ‘NYC’s beat—this drives it,’ he says, packing gear. The fair’s a Queens win—grit meets groove. It’s a music rush; catch the next. Bring a chair—chords call.