Posts tagged: Expo ‘74
An email from a reader commenting on today's Slice column makes me suspect the number is not insignificant.
Are those supposed to be contrails?
The whitest skies you've ever seen are in, uh, Spokane.
Bend and Peel could be a band name.
A list I consult shows that actress Myrna Loy was among the entertainers who appeared at Expo '74. I have no idea what she did here. The SR's clip files might answer this. But I prefer to imagine that she cheerfully stood on a stage and allowed people to call out requests.
“Hey, Myrna. Remember that scene in 'The Best Years of Our Lives' when you are in the kitchen and you call out 'Who was that at the door?' and neither of your kids answers and it dawns on you that, Al, your husband, is, at long last, home from the war? Could you recreate that for us?”
As I recall, there was no middle ground. Reactions were 100 percent polarized.
Once called “the worst band of all time” by Rolling Stone magazine, the anniversary of this group's appearance at Expo '74 is tomorrow.
Can you name the band?
“Summer Breeze” and “Diamond Girl” might not have been songs for the ages. But I can tell you exactly where I was and what I was thinking about on at least one or two occasions when I head them on the radio.
Bob “It's great to be here in Crosby's hometown” Hope.
I'm pretty sure I used a picture of this album cover last May. But perhaps you would agree that it deserves annual review.
French mime Marcel Marceau.
In recognition of today being the anniversary of the opening of Spokane's world's fair (see previous post), I vow to not mention Expo '74 again on The Slice Blog for one whole year. Starting now.
Let's move on.
Had lunch with a longtime friend I hadn't actually met in person until today.
He moved here to take a job in 1972. And we got to talking about what it was like to be in Spokane just before Expo '74.
My friend doesn't think something on the magnitude of the fair would ever get the green-light here today. Sure, money would be an issue. But also the demonizing of the power-brokers would be so wall-to-wall that the possibility of community cohesiveness seems inconceivable.
Hadn't seen one of these before. Have you?