Every occasion that has meaning contains a moment that represents it. When you remember the occasion, you really just remember that moment and the way that you felt. The closing show at Alligator Alley was one of two dramatic moments that I was witness to at the little club in Oakland Park during its final week in operation. The first occurred during Kilmo’s birthday party two weeks ago when Albert Castiglia thanked Kilmo for giving him a job — playing blues guitar on the stage — for seven years and then turned around and kissed him on the forehead.
Jordan and Kilmo - one last jam
The second occurred during the very last moment that sound ever slipped from the speakers at the club when the members of
Stonefox brought Kilmo up to jam on the final song of their set with them. Although it’s sad that the venue closed last week, I feel confident that Kilmo and Co. will be back in business in the spring in a new location with a slightly different format. It was also inspiring to see the cool peeps who came out to bid the club adieu, including New Times
Erica Landau,
Sun-Sentinel’s Sean Piccoli,
City Link’s Danation writer Dan Sweeney, local rocker
Scott Putesky and, of course, Moodvane wouldn’t have missed it for the world. By the way, Stonefox, if I haven’t already said so, each member of Stonefox has showmanship and generosity of manners well beyond their years. (Plus, are you guys getting hotter? I thought that wasn’t possible. Weird.) Stay classy, Stonefox. You were the perfect band for this occasion. It is with more than a bit of sadness that I publish my last Alligator Alley post of 2009. Adieu little watering hole on Commercial and Dixie. Kissing you off to bigger and better.
Parting shot:
Kilmooooo!
