Once again, I was off daytripping. This time we were in Atlantic City to meet up with author and Beatles expert Sandi Anne Borowsky and her husband Mark. They were in town to see Ringo in concert at the Borgata last night, so we spent a little time with them having lunch, gambling, smoking cigars (the husbands!), talking and seeing Ringo’s art show.
While waiting to meet the Borowky’s on the boardwalk outside the old convention center, I shot the video above to give everyone a sense of what it looks like live from the boardwalk. Once again, I tried to get inside to shoot some pictures, but was turned away. Believe me when I say that Sandi and I both tried our best to get them to turn on the lights and let us go in!
According to Wikipedia, this building is referred to as “Boardwalk Hall”, but according to the tickets for the Beatles concert there on August 30, 1964, it’s called Atlantic City Convention Hall, so we Beatles fans will have to just agree to disagree on the name (there is a new convention center a mile away that was built in the 1990’s so it’s almost a moot point now). Interestingly, Wikipedia also says the hall has a capacity of 14,770 for concerts, but the Beatles Bible says they played before 18,000 that night. *shrug*
After meeting up and having lunch, we headed over to the Borgata to see Ringo Starr’s Art show. It wasn’t as large as I had hoped it would be, but it was very busy. If you spent $6000 or more, you would get to go to a Meet & Greet with Ringo, but since this blog doesn’t pull in that much, I took a pass. The show travels with Ringo while he’s on tour and is run by Scott Segalbaum, who (when he’s not traveling with Ringo) is traveling with his own Rock Art Show and famous Yellow Submarine and Beatles cartoon illustrator Ron Campbell.
The Borgata also do a great job of decorating their lobby and had Beatles music piped in to boot!
Now…here comes the sad part – rumor has it that after we left the art show and the Borgata, Ringo came down to the art show! So much for having to spend $6000! Oh well…the story of my life.
Until next time…