Polkstrasse

for E.A.

Down on Polk Street,
(or Polkstrasse for the euro vibe),
just a 10-minute walk from my place,
there's this throwback joint.

Yeah, dear, it's not your swanky hotspot,
but trust me, it's got soul:
the atmosphere is unbeatable.

It's like stepping back into the 70s,
something a lot of folks miss these days.
Been ages since I last swung by.

Still remember Sam dragging me here
like 15 years ago when I first rolled into town.
Feels like not much has changed since then.

The crowd here is a real mix,
but once you're in, it's like you've stepped
into a different dimension.
It's crystal clear where you've ended up,
without anyone having to say it outright.

You can grab a stiff one,
and just soak in the vibe,
where everyone gets you.

Here you are like an exposed wire:
it's like signing your name on fresh papers,
or looking in the mirror after ages…

Dave, pour me that whiskey, you're the man.