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Our aesthetic leans toward cramped rooms, little amplification, and scrappy bands with a fresh take on big-band, gypsy, hot—well, any type of swinging—jazz. So we adore the oft-crowded Cat. The scarce seats are hardly comfy, but the 100% reliably fine music is the real deal, as evidenced by the frenetic-footed jitterbuggers squeezed in front of the minute stage. We love the uncrowded early hours (music starts at 2pm) and scrappy local artworks. Cash only.