Music
November, 1978
The night we visited the Lone Star Café in New York City, it featured the most curious performer-to-audience relationship: When the singer stood center stage, he or she would look out to a bar, a bartender, but no audience. The paying patrons were neatly tucked away upstairs or completely to the sides. Maybe that's what happens when you convert a very downtown Schrafft's into the city's only Texas-sized music bar.So there we were, sitting on the side, just below the pedal-steel-guitar player's w...