Liz Pelly

"There was a little navy-blue, wooden loft in the backyard of Silent Barn—kind of a punk treehouse—where you could climb up a ladder and sit and watch everything. This was my favorite place to hang out at Silent Barn, maybe my favorite place to hang out in the world. Amid the chaos, this small perch seemed to acknowledge that at a place like Silent Barn, a person might want to take 10 minutes to be alone. I would sit and stare at the stringed lights and the spray-painted colors and the kids, I’d hear the moving parts of Silent Barn all humming together—someone recording in the studio, a show in the main space, a kitchen performance seeping down from the window three stories above, cars on the street, people milling about between it all. It was a great New York movie in real time. It changed constantly."

Jenn on Silent Barn