by Bao Le-Huu
Thanks for the memories, Red Fox (photo by Christopher Garcia)
The Red Fox Lounge was a beautiful anachronism that had a reputation apart from and far wider than the hotel it’s nestled in (and even the local secret that was its pool). That renown was almost entirely due to lounge singers Lorna Lambey and late husband Mark Wayne. Their long-running and profoundly beloved stand here was the stuff of legend – local and, if you count the plausible connection to an SNL skit (Will Ferrell and Ana Gasteyer as the Culps), national. The Fox was a true, they-don’t-make-‘em-like-this-anymore lounge, and Lorna and Mark were the truest lounge singers around. The old-school magic of that alignment will never be again and that’s what makes this one of the most tragic casualties of developmental turnover. But before the lights went off for good, there was one more drink to be had, and Lorna was headlining closing night (Nov. 1).
Lorna Lambey and Michael Moore at the Red Fox Lounge (photo by Christopher Garcia)
After navigating the impossible parking situation, I was surprised to walk into the lounge and find enough walking room to at least suck in and move through. That’s because the adjacent ballroom was opened up for spillover, and that was well-populated too. Due to the throng, I didn’t get much of a vantage. Sucks for me personally, but I’m OK with that because that’s the valediction that this place, with this performer, deserves. However, with some neck-craning, I managed to watch and listen through a doorway, and one of the things I got to see was Lorna perform “These Boots are Made for Walkin’.” So, as much as I can ever be on such an occasion, I’m at peace. This one’s for you, Red Fox. Lorna’s song, however, goes on. See this week’s Selections for more on that.
Closing night at the Red Fox Lounge (photo by Christopher Garcia)
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