Let’s start with Lagniappe. No, it’s not a scandic elkskin-clad hippie (that’s Laplander). Wiki defines lagniappe as “something given as a bonus, or extra gift”. With that in mind, the LHouse doesn’t disappoint. An awkward rhomboidal space set in the yuppy design district in Miami, this venue is nestled between the train tracks a u-store it and a dog hair straightening parlor. Upon entering, you pass through a modest sized living room with a ragtag assortment of velvet chairs and couches. On the wall is a glass front fridge chock full of meats and cheeses waiting to be selected for the staff to plate as charcuterie. Pass through this area and through the bar to get to a large open air (but with trees) patio to drink or nosh. The bartender says to approach the living room at 830 to claim a velvet throne for the free set of music. Lemon City is a Miami neighborhood, LCT is an organ, drums, and guitar groove outfit. These young men were weaned on Grant Green, Herbie Hancock and the Meters and delivered a powerful instrumental funk punch. Memorable rendition of Let The Music Take Your Mind. The event calendar shows a wide array of under the radar mainly southern hipsters plying their trade. The lagniappe is the music, an excellent bonus gift. Definitely beats a china-produced whistle in the bottom of a Cap’n Crunch box.
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