Mott Haven grooved last night with the Bronx’s Jazz History Night, riffing NYC’s spring at a 138th Street lounge. Historian Lena Carter spun Miles as 150 swayed, a $10 ticket dive into bebop roots. It’s borough soul—pure BX vibe, horns hot. A kid tapped a beat; a pro hummed *So What*. ‘Bronx swings—this is it,’ Carter says, cueing tracks. The room turned jive.
The night’s new—March 25’s start, it doubled since RSVPs, packing seats by 7 p.m. Carter’s a Fordham scholar; last night’s crowd hit max—vinyl spun. A latecomer nabbed a stool; tales flowed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—jazz ruled. #BronxJazz trended; Queens wants a riff.
Some griped—’Too old,’ sniped a newbie, dodging swing. Sound buzzed—fixed fast; vibes held. A rival’s pitching a Soundview jam, splitting horns. Still, 200 stayed—tunes reigned. Mott Haven’s never swung so bold.
Carter’s teasing a series, maybe a live band if spring bites. ‘NYC’s sound—this keeps it,’ she says, packing records. The night’s a Bronx win—grit meets groove. It’s a jazz fix; catch the next. Bring a hat—cool calls.