Here She Is, Boys

Rose's Turn, the Grove Street piano bar that's been a West Village institution for seventeen years, will close Sunday after a last round of drinks and show tunes.

Not good. Not good at all. Piano bars are getting so scarce that they actually suffer from lack of competition; every bar that closes means that many fewer people get a chance to be exposed to the type of venue, and that many fewer people will then go and seek out that kind of experience again. (To say nothing of the loss of the performance space.)

I'm not sure what to make of the last line, though:

"Greenwich Village is obviously turning into a greatly different place," said Casey McClellan, CEO of a Wall Street data firm and a regular. "Another place for rich people to spend their money."

Because everyone at Rose's is jes' plain folks? Not entirely sure the math adds up there, Mr. CEO. Still, New York is lurching closer and closer to the Shoe Event Horizon with every passing year, and we should all be concerned.