What's in the smoke? The bass line of a cello and smooth saxophone tones of Charles Mingus' Profile of Jackie?
It's the sax playing seductive notes that travel across the room, lingering as the orange embers of a cigar flare in and out.
The cigar conversations are slow and rhythmic, with hands slapping five affirming each inflection point and snaps that are perpetually on beat.
This sweet, heavy smoke carries with it the whispers of each party present, mixing itself with the music so that it becomes indistinguishable where one ends and one begins. To the uninitiated, this scene, this question of what's in the smoke, can be equally intimidating and enticing. Like Mingus' Goodbye Pork Pie Hat, the cigar club is inviting and cool -- never in a rush to get the next note.