They unveiled the new SF Jazz center at the corner of Franklin and Fell in Hayes Valley this weekend. It’s a trés moderne glass and concrete building. The official opening is on MLK day. If you supported the program (Giant Steps) to build this venue, your name was represented on the glass building’s entry wall. I’ve never donated enough to a cause or an organization, much less at the inception of said endeavor, to warrant such public recognition, so needless to say, I was eager to find my name. No sense in being humble about it. I was damn proud to have been instrumental in building this great place.
So was everybody else.
There were donors of all shapes, sizes and races squatting, pointing, scouring the hugantic letters that spell “SF JAZZ” along the facade. The “SF” is comprised of all donors’ names. And “Jazz”, of all of the artsits & musicians who have performed for SF Jazz over the years. The best clue that the volunteer could give me was that I was in the lower half of the “S”. No, the list wasn’t alphabetical…Kristi and I were hell-bent on finding my name, but it was getting pretty hopeless as the concert was about to begin. So we gave up and munched on appetizers and oohed and aahed inside instead.
After the concert by the SF Jazz High School All-Stars and an appearance by singer Paula West, we gave it another shakedown on the old letter “S”. God bless Kristi for screaming “I found it!” after a few minutes of concentrated staring. She was working harder than I was. If I ever thought that I had psychic powers, it was then that a little reality check was injected into my delusion.
It took a village to find the name in this haystack. But so proud of our village for making this wonderful venue happen! The acoustics were beautiful. I can’t wait to frequent it and hear soul-shaking music.