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“Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody; I got some money ’cause I just got paid…”
— Sam Cooke
Ah, the Saturday night blues. Those lyrics, as written and sung by the late, great Sam Cooke, expressed a young man’s frustration at not being able to hook up with a woman in his latest town of residence.
Saturday night, July 10, I sat and listened to several people express their frustration about not being able to hook up with open stores at the monthly Saturday Night Live on Dearborn.
Other than restaurants, only five or six stores were open along West Dearborn Street for the event advertised as an opportunity to enjoy shopping, music and dinner.
As Meatloaf famously sang, “Don’t be sad, ’cause two out of three ain’t bad.”
Except, in this case, many of the folks — middle age and up — were there for the shopping, or at least browsing. Some were from out of state, Some from out of town, And all were out of luck.
This wasn’t a grouchfest I was hearing. It was individual couples and groups at random. Starting about 5:30 p.m., I did my best fly-on-the-wall routine — OK, a really big fly — as I sat and sipped a coffee outside Village Gifts and Gallery/Roasters, which was open, but always is open nights. I watched the occasional couple stroll past, most mumbling something about nothing being open. A lone folk singer plucked his guitar and covered songs from inside the coffee shop, where a table full of visitors sat and enjoyed the music. Each time he finished a song, some thready sounds of music wafted up the street from the west end, so I decided to check it out.
The sounds became more full the closer I got to Cafe de la Bay, which had live music in the front courtyard and several diners at the tables. I plopped down on one of the new art benches across the street and listened while watching, well, not much except for blue sky and closed stores. The Arts Alliance of Lemon Bay was open. So was Girlieman Chic, and the jewelry store next to Cafe de la Bay. That was it for the block.
More people wandering by. More grumbling.
More people who, most likely, won’t be back, and who will tell their friends.
Oh, there were a few other stores open, but, frankly, it was hard to tell. Few made any effort to attract passersby.
When SNL on Dearborn started, it was festive. Oh, it was a struggle to get the merchants to buy into it event then, but more did, and many laid out trays of snacks, handed out punch or wine, and offered incentives to get people into their shops, where they would, as time permitted, engage in the best PR in the world — friendly banter. Outside, a musician or band would entertain the strollers — not the same-old, same old that you hear in every bar in Englewood every week, but different acts, with different types of music.
At one early event, a country singer who was friends with one of the merchants agreed to swing into town on his tour bus and perform for a few hours. The singer, who was getting air play on country radio stations, stood in front of Diamond Dolphin Jewelers/Jitters Coffee Shop and began to play his guitar and sing. Word soon spread, and, before long, there were literally hundreds of people on West Dearborn Street, and the singer had climbed to the top of the hardware store outside staircase so everyone could see.
SNL was an event back then. But things change. The last two months have been pathetic, and I mean that in the nicest possible way, which, obviously, isn’t all that nice.
There was hope that the late-breaking news of face-painters on the street would fire up the locals and get some foot traffic going. To a point, it worked. But even there, six painters were announced, and three showed up. And, instead of spreading them out along the street, they were clustered under a canopy at West Dearborn and Elm, away from the stores.
There were people on the street for dinner. Cafe de la Bay, Compadres, La Stanza, Englewood’s on Dearborn — all did a nice business. Roasters served up coffee, and Vino Loco was gearing up to present its musical entertainment a bit later.
But Saturday Night Live seems to have become Saturday Night on Life Support. To continue advertising an event that isn’t an event — inviting people in and greeting them with locked doors — is doing more harm than good.
Perhaps SNL needs to be a seasonal event. Maybe it has simply grown stale and needs an infusion of energy and buy-in from the merchants.
Whatever, the Dearborn Street community needs to look long and hard at whether it wants to continue bringing people to the street and sending them home unhappy.
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7 / 12 / 2010
10:14 am
I know the the merchants will be able to create a festive and happy shopping experience again once peak season and snowbirds return.
7 / 13 / 2010
3:01 am
But aren’t these the same merchants that are always complaining that they are starving?
The Englewood CRA is doing it’s best to bring life to this town during the “ghost town” months, you’d think the merchants would want to “cash in” on that?