Recently, a media colleague held a
house-warming party in his new condo in the Regency Towers at the Las Vegas
Country Club. Some may vaguely remember that the building once housed the
biggest of the biggies in Vegas; names like Irwin Molasky, media titan Hank
Greenspun and one of Vegas’ most powerful and well-respected founding fathers,
A friend of mine’s mom was a
caregiver to Mr. Dalitz in his later years and, thanks to her, I was granted
permission to visit with him on occasion in the mid-80s before his death a few
years later. I was astonished that I had to explain to several in the room why,
when I visited Mr. Dalitz, who he was, as well as why, when I asked to have my
photo taken on his balcony, the camera had to be pointing out towards
Maryland Parkway and not in, towards his suite.
To give you an idea of how his name was
revered in Vegas lore, when I was publicity director at the Tropicana in 1986,
we changed the theme from the French, “Tiffany of the Strip” to the tropical
“Island of Las Vegas” and held a gala, VIP-filled affair. Like most p-r
people, my status, once the affair was underway, would be reflected in my seat
at the table in the back of the room between the busboy and porter.
However, my seating arrangements
drastically improved, after Mr. Dalitz’s invitational RSVP came back to the
hotel executive offices with the note, “Health willing, I am looking forward
to attending the grand opening with Don Usherson.”
At the time, in Vegas, perhaps only the
name Ronald Reagan would have gotten me a better table.
A silk serigraph of the Las Vegas Strip
on the host’s living room wall, done by artist Melanie Taylor Kent in 1985,
brought back memories of a funny confrontation with a former public relations
rep for Siegfried & Roy.
Among the many little marquees painted
on the serigraph was the Frontier’s with the names of Siegfried & Roy and
under them the title “Superstars of Magic” just as it looked in 1985.
A few years ago, after receiving a
general press release regarding Siegfried & Roy’s show, I called the reps
handling p-r for the magicians at the time and asked when it was that S & R
stopped using the title “Superstars of Magic.”
The response was an emphatic, “They never
used that title.”
I said yes they did, please check into
Two days later I called again and was
told that everyone concerned was asked and Siegfried & Roy never used the
title “Superstars of Magic.”
The fact that I had, in my grubby
little paws, an old program from their show “Beyond Belief” at the Frontier
with their names and the title “Superstars of Magic” across the top, meant
nothing to the person on the other end, who didn’t even know they played the
Frontier for almost a decade.
I soon found out that wasn’t all she
didn’t know. When I told her I had the program, she barked, “Impossible, the
Frontier doesn’t even have a showroom.” Oiy!
One of the dancers at the get-together
reminded us of the time a few years ago that yours truly reviewed a show and
called its dancers a bevy of talented little hoofers.
One of the dancers, I believe she was
the line captain of the group, it was passed on to me, took great offense at
being called a hoofer.
I assumed she just couldn’t spell and
thought I meant heifers! (Don’t bother looking it up, it’s spelled right.
Those are young cows that have not yet borne a calf.)