A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from November 15, 2004
“New York’s Not My Home” (1972)
Jim Croce died in a plane accident in 1973. "New York's Not My home" is one of his thoughtful hits.

The lyrics can't be produced in full here, but are available on other sites.

http://www.jimcroce.com/periodical_4.html
When he took his blue collar off it was to try and make it in the music business. "New York's Not My Home" tells about the period in 1968 and 1969 when he and his wife Ingrid were dogging the campus and coffeehouse trail as a duo:

Lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home
I thought I'd make the big time
I learned a lot of lessons awful quick
Posted by Barry Popik
Music/Dance/Theatre/Film/Circus • Monday, November 15, 2004 • Permalink


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