I worked there, hell, lived there practically for about 3 years. Always wondered what ever happened to my coworker buddies Jeff (mgr-cough cough)and his wonder dog (our mascot),Donna, Kevin, Heidi, Josh, Michael(the tall frizzy haired jewish one- NOT O’D – thats me), Spyder, and Dennis who was the mgr before Jeff H.
They were some killer times. And whoever made the comment bout lightin up in the house, yeah. We had to stop it sometimes. Th NCPD were making a heavy presence toward the end of my time there (i quit when I stupidly got married. DUH!) But the way we usually handled it was when cops’d show their badges to get in, we’d buzz Tom the full time projectionist so he’d wait for a flashlight signal from in front of the screen, where he’d stop the film, bring up the lights so that we could make the speech,“ Ladies and gentleman, if you’re burning something illegal, please put it out! There are badges in the audience and no one wants to go to jail. Thank you”. Whereby Tom would restart, the audience would cheer, the PD would get pissed off and leave, and the staff would go back to drinkin Heinekin. We had zero probs with partyin as long as there weren’t needles involved. Liquor, beer, and wine were also welcome.
After the last shows(towards the end there were always midnite shows, tho earlier on it was only Fri and Sat nites), we used to lock up, crank up the stereo (we had 2 voice of the theater altecs up front, and 2- i think they were epi- sound towers in the rear, which two rows of seats were removed for in ‘74 or '75. A LOT of power for basically a large projection room!), and walk all the rows scouring for dropped goodies, AND THERE WERE A LOT OF DROPPED GOODIES!!! All kinds of alcohol, weed, blotter, mesc, peyote, psilocybin, uppers, downers, screamers, and laughers. Amazin we ever made it outa there sometimes. Actually, sometimes we’d find things gift wrapped- true!– so hard sayin things were dropped all the time. WLIR jox used to come by a lot, and we’d sometimes go to their studios where much incoherance occurred after 2am. Good collaborations. oh yeah. Hey DeBella- I did snag that mic! Lol.
If any of the old crew are still out there, “Hey! It’s mike on the Peugeot!”. And if Carlton (Stein) Israel H. or Heidi’s Max are still around, “HEY!”
If any of the old crew read this write me if you’re still kickin. Peace.
I worked there, hell, lived there practically for about 3 years. Always wondered what ever happened to my coworker buddies Jeff (mgr-cough cough)and his wonder dog (our mascot),Donna, Kevin, Heidi, Josh, Michael(the tall frizzy haired jewish one- NOT O’D – thats me), Spyder, and Dennis who was the mgr before Jeff H.
They were some killer times. And whoever made the comment bout lightin up in the house, yeah. We had to stop it sometimes. Th NCPD were making a heavy presence toward the end of my time there (i quit when I stupidly got married. DUH!) But the way we usually handled it was when cops’d show their badges to get in, we’d buzz Tom the full time projectionist so he’d wait for a flashlight signal from in front of the screen, where he’d stop the film, bring up the lights so that we could make the speech,“ Ladies and gentleman, if you’re burning something illegal, please put it out! There are badges in the audience and no one wants to go to jail. Thank you”. Whereby Tom would restart, the audience would cheer, the PD would get pissed off and leave, and the staff would go back to drinkin Heinekin. We had zero probs with partyin as long as there weren’t needles involved. Liquor, beer, and wine were also welcome.
After the last shows(towards the end there were always midnite shows, tho earlier on it was only Fri and Sat nites), we used to lock up, crank up the stereo (we had 2 voice of the theater altecs up front, and 2- i think they were epi- sound towers in the rear, which two rows of seats were removed for in ‘74 or '75. A LOT of power for basically a large projection room!), and walk all the rows scouring for dropped goodies, AND THERE WERE A LOT OF DROPPED GOODIES!!! All kinds of alcohol, weed, blotter, mesc, peyote, psilocybin, uppers, downers, screamers, and laughers. Amazin we ever made it outa there sometimes. Actually, sometimes we’d find things gift wrapped- true!– so hard sayin things were dropped all the time. WLIR jox used to come by a lot, and we’d sometimes go to their studios where much incoherance occurred after 2am. Good collaborations. oh yeah. Hey DeBella- I did snag that mic! Lol.
If any of the old crew are still out there, “Hey! It’s mike on the Peugeot!”. And if Carlton (Stein) Israel H. or Heidi’s Max are still around, “HEY!” If any of the old crew read this write me if you’re still kickin. Peace.