"Enter the stairwell to get to Analog through the iron gates off of West End Avenue. Despite the venue's location at the Hutton Hotel, it feels like a little bit of a secret—not a speakeasy, but just a local’s favorite. The upstairs rooms are furnished with communal tables and comfy chairs and booths, and surrounded by velvet curtains and bejeweled chandeliers. If you had a rich eccentric aunt with a music venue in her house, it might look like this. Sit back in a velvet chair, sip a crafted cocktail in a real glass and watch a singer-songwriter or poetry reading just feet away from the stage. Certain shows sell out and command some standing-room audience members, and the energy is always enthusiastic and appreciative, but this isn’t a get-jostled-and-have-beer-spilled-on-you kind of joint." - Kristin Luna,Margaret Littman
