I met Alana Sveta late one night on the Brooklyn-bound side of the G Train Metropolitan Avenue Station.  She and a friend were singing in harmony as Alana played guitar.  They sounded pretty good and from the looks of Alana’s guitar case, which had a pretty good haul of one dollar bills, many people agreed with my assessment.  You can read the rest of my closeup of this musician just starting out in Brooklyn here at Now I’ve Heard Everything.

— Eliot Wagner