Home is a funny thing. It can transcend the physical, or be so rooted in location and proximity that it is almost inescapable. On Wednesday night, Beans On Toast and Will Varley brought a taste of home to, well, my home. In the tiny stage one area of Rockwood Music Hall in the Lower East Side (my birth place), the two English folk musicians filled the room with their equally unique, disparate, and yet complimentary sounds. It was a breath of fresh English air (which I have adopted as the one that fills my lungs) in the cool October New York City evening.