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ica^o Communique
J_ he bistros of Chicago have made the most of their recent reprieve from Mr. Byrnes. As we mentioned briefly last month, the lights are definitely on again on Randolph Street, the Woods Theater is showing a couple of luridly advertised horror films, and Henrici's is full of people pouring over the Daily Racing Form, morning, noon, and night. The joints are jumping, tables are jammed, the headwaiters have their hands out and the rope up, and the Shore Patrol is on the prowl again. All is back to normal in the Windy City.
The arrival of summer — at least on the calendar — is bringing in a lot of highpriced talent Always a good cafe NITE town in the hot months, Chicago SPOTS will have its pick of a lot of personalities and shows which play New York, Hollywood, and Miami during the rest of the year.
For instance, Carl Brisson, the dashing Dane, is back in the Mayfair Room of the Blackstone Hotel. Mr. Brisson did very well the last time he was around. Complete with top hat, white tie, gardenia, and husky voice he will keep the swank mob happy well into July. It should work out to the hotel's great financial satisfaction.
Another Happy Man behind his cash register is Ralph Berger who runs the Latin Quarter. Ralph would have to build a balcony over Randolph Street to take care of all the people in town who want to see and hear Ted Lewis. Ted's show is good — and his customers' hearts and pocketbooks are considerably lighter after the fun is over.
Emile Petti has returned to Chicago. His enlarged orchestra is now dishing up highly stylized music in the sedate Walnut Room of the Bismarck Hotel. This is a new experience for both Mr. Petti and the hotel. The room has usually housed bands of the Art Kassel-Phil Levant school of sentiment and schmaltz. Mr. Petti, whose last local stand was the lush Pump Room, specializes in a more sophisticated version of the same.
It almost goes without saying that the walls of the Panther Room of the Hotel
Sherman continue to undulate. Mr. Jimmy Dorsey has vacated the bandstand in favor of Les Brown, who will blow until exhausted— then give way to a fresh leader and band.
Set for the summer is Wayne King's engagement at the Edgewater Beach Hotel. When the weather is hot, there's not a pleasanter place in town to dance than this outdoor, lake-cooled dance floor. And hardly a more romantic spot, either. Those big, covered beach chairs have seen a lot of use since the hotel first strung them along the lake front a decade ago.
The Blackhawk will go through the summer with two bands. Del Courtney