Blue·Hour

Blue Hour

A cellar on Rue Delphine with eleven tables, one upright piano, and a smoke machine we consider structural. Doors at nine. The second set is always better.

Doors 21:00 Trio from 22:00 Last pour 02:00
↓ mind the stairs
Tonight, downstairs

The bill.

Rest on a set to hear it with your eyes — the meters swing at our house tempo, a lazy 104.

21:30

The Delphine House Trio

Piano, bass, brushes. Standards played like rumours.

Straight-ahead
23:00

Marguerite Okonkwo

A voice that files the edges off bad weeks. One set only.

Vocal ballads
00:30

The After-Hours Cutting Contest

Bring your horn. Lose politely. The piano stool is winner-stays-on.

Open jam
House rules

Three, and only three.

The piano is right.

In any dispute between you and the band, the band wins. They can hear you.

Talk between songs.

During them, the bar serves in sign language. It works, we promise.

The blue hour is real.

Around one a.m., the room goes somewhere else. Do not check your phone during lift-off.