Ruby Tuesday: At The F***'N ELMO!

Where would you find a couple of Artsies on an idle Tuesday in T.O.?  At The El Mocambo of course!  

We could not wait to meet the man behind the vision: Michael.  Our thoughts were mutual:  Toronto needs more of his ilk.  We also met Max, Spence and Mitch and we were treated to a tour we'll never forget by none other than Max whose elegant presence and genuine enthusiasm is contagious.  We felt immersed in the immense history of this Toronto landmark, restored to a glory that is mind-boggling.  The place is as intoxicating as ever - to think our generation in particular held the Elmo in the highest esteem, at the top of a list which included Gasworks, Lee's Palace and the House of Lords.  

Toronto has its history, although not always neat and tidy, and sometimes laced with issues and substances and circumstances- it is, nonetheless, HISTORY.  It needs to be preserved.  It is a civic duty as well as good business.  

I'll not bother with descriptions of the multiple-million dollar renovation or ticket-prices which have definitely accounted for inflation.  You'll have to see it for yourself.  It is akin to viewing any of the major landmarks.  It oozes with our modern history, for written between the lines of actual historical events are the gatherings and happenings which give a social understanding of the decades.  These events (concerts, openings, parties et al) become the very history they seek to contextualize .  How often do we hear of deals having been sealed at the "gala" rather than in the boardroom?  

So much transpired within these restored walls- some moments over a drink or a song and a dance may have changed the course of history.  If only the bricks could talk!

On that note, I would like to dedicate the painting: "Postcards From The Elmo" to the grand re-opening of the Neon Palm and the people whose collective vision have made it possible.

Many thanks Max and crew, for the opportunity, and the wonderful tour,

Erica and Pietro