AUGUST 24, 2016 by MJM
The renowned television host, and former congressman, is embracing his deep yearning—to be a late-in-life rock star. “I turned 50 and I said, I’m going to die and my kids are never going to see this side of me.”
It was just past eight P.M. on the corner of 84th and Columbus, and the temperature lingered haplessly in the 90s. Inside Prohibition, a dive bar self-consciously dressed up in 20s-themed kitsch, the condensation was dripping from wine glasses; the smell of beer mixed with nervous energy amid a din of high-pitched chatter. A hundred or so people crowded around a stage in the middle of the bar. Many of them cornered the over-50 demo, with distinct sartorial ticks germane to the Upper West Side: most women wore dangly earrings and flowy blouses that clung to their skin, and the men were mostly gray or graying, bald or balding, in square-rimmed glasses. They were all jockeying for a prime view of the stage.
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