A, C at Chambers St.; 1, 2, 3 at Chambers St.
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Under a cast-iron townhouse on wind-swept Murray Street, past a well-groomed doorman and down a dim staircase, the hepcats from Little Branch have launched their latest from the cocktail-before-all-else school. Exceedingly careful not to be boxed in as a "jazz club," Silver Lining—as all Petraske concoctions—is a twist on an old standard. Of course, there are enough of the familiars in place: pupil-challenging darkness; small, linen-draped cocktail tables; exposed brick walls covered in tributes to a bygone era; and, oh yeah, the jazz band, center stage, humming away the majority of the night. But given the ownership, they’re not going to let you forget that even if Louis Armstrong were playing, the drinks come first. Foot-tappers will harp about misguided priorities, but the other 95 percent will happily swill some of the best cocktails in town, nosh off the bar menu (lamb sliders, ceviche), grateful to be able to hold a conversation as the band plays. Still, being able to catch what promises to be a laudable lineup of jazz talent could prove to be this joint’s—dare we say it—silver lining.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.