Spontaneity and risk are integral parts of live performances, which is why, when our favorite acts are in town, we don't stay at home and listen to the album. And while a band member can find some safety in numbers, those brave souls who perform without accompaniment are responsible for whatever could go wrong. On the other hand, stripping down a set to a guitar and a microphone ensures that your drummer won't pass out on stage and, perhaps even more importantly, presents a situation where the artist's interpretation of a song becomes the audience's sole focus.
The Bottom Line Club was especially well-suited to help an audience experience these bare-boned tunes. On West 4th Street between Broadway and Washington Square Park in Manhattan, it was located in the heart of Greenwhich Village, a mecca for musicians and fans alike for years. Seating 400 people, it was a wonderful place to see a favorite act up close and personal, and chances are that your favorite performers did play there.
The small size of the club was great news for the King Biscuit Flower Hour, who aired many of the shows recorded there, capitalizing on the ability to capture a great sound. This is especially relevant for the songs contained here, where vast emotional content is contained in subtle musical nuances. With a few exceptions of minimal accompaniment, these songs present the artists stripped down to the brass tacks and, professionals that they are, they usually nail it. So get yourself an appetizer, a beer, a great seat, and enjoy!