Who did Vegas better than Frankie, Sammie, & Dino?
Do the research… they ruled when style was king.
The golden age of Vegas lives only in our memories.
The old neon lives in the boneyard.
There are lots of photos. Old photos that take you back. Keep your eye open and you see them, in the hallway, in the lobby, signed by the artist headshot while you wait for your shoes. All the big names. Coming and going. It is not what it was. It is really different than the 50’s. Change is progress in most other places. Change in Vegas means we are a another day farther from the days when Frankie, Dino, and Sammie and their pack of rats owned style, and owned Vegas!
You know Elvis when he first started to play Vegas had trouble selling tickets at the International. If there weren’t enough people for the show that evening, he would go out and kill time at the slot machines until they could fill the house with enough people. When they were ready to start, they would track him down and put him on. That’s old Vegas!
Today the Sahara is now the SLS. The Rats would not recognize the place! A little shot of style? Today it’s the Cosmo.
If you need a little shot of old Vegas. The Golden Ox is still there…across the street. Ready to tell a story if you will listen. There are some o;d school dealers, servers, and hosts who still remember. Everyone has a story. Ask around. People who grew up there will tell you when Jones was still gravel and not paved and Decatur was a mudhole when it rained.
Lots of change. But not like the golden age… it won’t come around again.