Though I occasionally find myself in Las Vegas, I am no longer a fan of
the town as I had been in my youth. Garish, crass and common are good
adjectives to describe the city today and the aesthetics are jarring
once you venture into a casino rather than enjoy it as a formidable
night time cityscape from afar. What bothers me most, I suppose, is that
the city seems to exult in all that is valueless and encourages its
patrons to aspire to their own spiritual and economic bankruptcy. Few
cities can make that claim as persuasively.
My introduction to
Las Vegas came at a time when I was very young and though the city
always had as its prime objective the fleecing of its guests, it seemed
to me that there was an elegance to the manner in which the task was
accomplished in those times. When I was no more than eight years-old, I
found myself staring at a casino cocktail waitress at the Hacienda. She
was wearing high-heels and a diaphanous, baby-doll négligée and I was
quite taken with her. I remember wondering how in the world I was going
to continue being interested in my life until I was old enough to
entertain such a creature. An odd thought for an eight year-old,
Years later, Las Vegas became a destination for my
Jaguar and Ferrari road trips. The route from Los Angeles to Las Vegas
featured seemingly endless straight-aways where speeds of 150 miles per
hour were the norm in the cars I drove. I don't remember getting any
speeding tickets on those journeys though once I did get a stern warning
from a patrolman on the California side of the border. Maybe this was
part of the luck that formed my early impressions of Las Vegas.
I was in my late teens, I looked older than my age and I often played
blackjack at the Sands long before I turned twenty-one. Usually, I came
away with two or three hundred dollars in winnings which was a nice sum
in those days. Not far from the casino floor was the lounge where
singers would perform throughout the afternoon and evening. Frank
Sinatra Jr. explains the function of the 'Vegas casino lounges of the
era in his excellent commentary on the Ocean's 11 DVD (the original
One afternoon, I was playing blackjack and flirting
with the very pretty blond in her thirties sitting next to me when I
heard some music that I assumed was of the piped-in variety
because the song was Strangers in the Night, Frank Sinatra's current
hit. After about eight bars, I realized the song was not coming over the
casino's sound system but was being performed by the Chairman himself
in the lounge. Later that night, Sinatra's show in the Copa Room would
be the hottest ticket in 'Vegas but he took it upon himself to treat the
customers to a free preview in the middle of the afternoon. Would this
happen in Las Vegas today?
The 'Vegas I remember has long since
disappeared but the city still serves as a destination for a high speed
road trip in an exciting car and, I must admit, I am tempted to make a
return visit to the Golden Steer for some Cherries Jubilee...
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