Music Gallery
Outside in the grassy flowered courtyard, boxed ?in by the ivy-covered stone walls, there’s a calming sense of distance from the bright lights and perpetual noise of Queen and John. Although the Music Gallery’s only a stone’s throw away from the intersection, once you make your way inside the 150-year-old St. George the Martyr Church with its thick wooden beams and richly coloured stained ?glass windows and sit in one of the pews facing the altar/stage, you really realize this isn’t your average concert venue.
The bathroom floors aren’t covered in piss and vomit, the whole place doesn’t reek of stale beer and BO, and you don’t have drunken assholes or meathead security guards breathing down your neck. Here the music can transport you the way it’s meant to. Whether showcasing artsy doom acts like Sunn0))) and Nadja or a bevy of avant performers and improvisers, few other live venues in this city come close to offering the unique intimacy of the Music Gallery.
