By Katarina Hybenova
“You bloody New Yorkers…You have it too good,” Peter Murphy said onstage at The Well with the most charismatic British accent you can imagine. I had to agree. This past Sunday, I was surrounded by the most stylish, eclectic mix of hipsters and Goths, all enjoying the show alike.
There is something magical about The Well. Every concert there feels like a special occasion. And it actually is. The Well, located in a former warehouse on Meserole Street has been a pioneer in bringing the world-class musicians to our dingy part of Brooklyn. But that’s not the only reason why the happenings at The Well feel so special. The interiors of The Well haven’t been shown to the public yet, and all the concerts of this summer have taken place in a gigantic yard, which is surrounded by construction panels and concrete machinery. When the sun starts to set there, the light turns golden and the industrial wasteland feels so romantically dystopian…The Well is magical. Completely.
