Mohawk Place

Goodbye Mohawk.

It occurs to me that this will be the final review of this venerable Buffalo icon.

Today, January 12th, the final show will be put on. The building will be, most likely, condemned.  When the old timers talk of he old days, Mohawk will be part of the conversation...and for good reason.

It's one in the morning. I'm just getting back. I watched amazing bands play. I looked around the room, seeing faces that looked so familiar...yet older. Time had taken a toll on all of us.

Kids today may not believe it (have I really gotten this old?) but at one time, Buffalo was a hotbed of music. Perhaps it was the fact that we never caught onto grunge. Perhaps it was the lack of local support. For whatever reasons, the glory days of Buffalo music will be of an earlier decade.

No matter. Nostalgia is virtue for the dying, and a vice for those who dream of the future. Let us pour out a drink to the Mohawk, but remember it represented an earlier age. the future awaits. Buffalo, create a new scene. The old scene is dead.

Lot of history in this place from a lot of different bands that have played here over the years. I guess you can call this place the poor mans Continental, but even that's not even accurate. This place is just too small, and not to mention the place is almost run down more than the old pink, but not in a good way. This place isn't a bad place but it's just not really for me. I know a lot of people that come here and have a blast all the time and that's what it's all about!

Excellent dive venue for underground metal bands, and variants of other musical genres.

How often do you think they go to the grocery to stock up on the cheap beer?
and WTF is up with all the plastic cups, they should institute bring your own mug, so long it has a handle, and isn't ceramic or glass.