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Welcome to the Artists' Quarter
Jazz is there and gone. It happens. You have to be present for it. That simple.
-Keith Jarrett
The sophisticated cool of New York City met Midwest friendliness and warmth at the Artists’ Quarter, where jazz was on the calendar, 6 nights a week.
The AQ was a unique place; a musician-owned club hosting jazz giants, incubating young talent, and supporting creative exploration.
Walk downstairs with us. Step into that dark, cool basement, and feel the warm rush of its welcoming embrace. Some of the Twin Cities’ hippest cats are there, running the hottest, swingingest jazz club in the Midwest.
Take a seat and grab a drink.
Experience the AQ – one more time.
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Davis Wilson recites How Birds Work, a poem written by Paula Cisewski with background music by the band of the same name composed of Peter Schimke, Billy Peterson, Dean Granros, and Kenny Horst.
Peter named the group after the poem.
It’s a traditional jazz club. Not a corporatized fucking whatever. It’s just a hang. A fucking hang. You go to hear someone and you end up hanging out with them. That’s the way it works there.–JT Bates
The inmates are running the asylum.–Lew Tabakin
It had the most amazing graffiti on the bathroom wall. There was, like, philosophical quotes and people trying to outdo themselves. It wasn't like, "Call John for a good time" or something.–Beverly Berryman
“Support them all. It’s a scary business with no fortunes to be made. Their joy in the music and your love are the main sustenance.” –Davis Wilson
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