Pelham Bay strummed last night with the Bronx’s Music Jam, riffing NYC’s spring. Band Mia Chen plucked strings as 200 grooved, a free fest in the park’s pavilion. It’s borough tunes—pure BX vibe, chords hot. A kid banged a drum; a pro sang loud. ‘Bronx plays—this is it,’ Chen says, tuning guitars. The grass turned stage.
The jam’s fresh—April 1’s kickoff, it tripled since RSVPs, packing benches by 6 p.m. Chen’s a Fordham rocker; last night’s crowd hit max—amps buzzed. A latecomer nabbed a spot; lights flashed—NYC grit glowed. Tips hit $50—notes ruled. #BronxJam trended; Queens wants a riff.
Some griped—’Too loud,’ sniped a picnicker, dodging sound. Dust flew—sneezes hit; vibe held. A rival’s pitching a Soundview strum, splitting strings. Still, 300 stayed—music reigned. Pelham Bay’s never rocked so hard.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a night if spring bites. ‘NYC’s beat—this drives it,’ she says, packing gear. The jam’s a Bronx win—grit meets groove. It’s a tune rush; catch the next. Bring a chair—chords call.