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Prep For Jackopierce

In 1985, Westport celebrated our 150th anniversary as a town. One of the big events was supposed to be a concert by Hall & Oates, at Longshore.

It never happened. It was a scam, perpetrated (legend has it) by a local housekeeper. You can read all about it here.

When it was clear that the “Rich Girl” duo would not appear, Staples student Cary Pierce’s band stepped in to play. They weren’t Hall & Oates, but they were a lot better than the alternative (nothing, on a hot summer Sunday).

Cary went on to Southern Methodist University. In Texas he met Jack O’Neill. They joined musical forces. As Jackopierce the duo recorded 6 albums, sold 500,000 records, and toured 3 continents, 9 countries and 44 states.

After a decade, they broke up. Cary moved to Nashville, wrote songs and produced, and worked with the legendary T-Bone Burnett.

In 2002 Jackopierce got back together. They’re one of those musical acts that always bubbled beneath the surface. They don’t have a huge national name. But their fans are many, fervent and loyal.

They’re big enough too to have caught the eye of Vineyard Vines. The current catalog includes a full-page spread on Cary and Jack.

That’s Cary Pierce on the left.

The hook is that one of the duo’s signature songs is called “Vineyard.” (Okay, it’s about Martha’s Vineyard, not Vines, but who’s quibbling?)

Also — perhaps unknown to the tie and polo shirt company — Cary rocked their look all the way back as a Staples student.

He was a preppy decades before Vineyard Vines was even born.

(Hat tip: Jim Honeycutt)

Main Street Gas Lamp: Harder To Find Than Waldo

Redoing the Main Street “bump-out” — in front of Westport Pizzeria, across from Vineyard Vines — was a great idea.

But the execution — meh.

The Downtown Merchants Association wanted something pretty, quaint, eye-catching, different. Something that screamed (or at least whispered) “Westport.”

What they got was:

Main  Street, Westport CT

Somewhere along the way, the trees got cut. The planned plantings were eliminated.

And — probably because of some obscure state Department of Transportation rule — the fairly funky faux gas lamp was obliterated by 3 big signs.

The bottom 2 of which have seen better days.

Look closely. You can find the “gas lamp.”

But the drivers entering downtown — folks we hope to attract by our cuteness — never will.

Ghosts Of Christmases Past

I’m a sucker for Christmas.

Sure, it’s become an overly commercialized, hopelessly hyped holiday — one that, Jon Stewart hilariously points out, has morphed from celebrating some guy’s “birthday,” on through “12 days,” and now threatens to gobble up Thanksgiving.

But in many ways this is still the most won-der-ful time of the year. Warm gatherings ’round fires, brightly lit windows, wreaths up the wazoo — Westport glows and dazzles during December.

Still, some of our celebrations can’t hold a candle to Christmases past.

Back in the day — at least, this is how I dimly remember it — dozens of decorated trees stood atop Compo Shopping Center.

In the middle of Main Street, Gene Hallowell lowered the hydraulic lifts at his downtown Mobil station. He covered them with tablecloths, cooked up meatballs and other comfort food, and hosted everyone for a day-long feast. You didn’t have to be a customer to share in the Hallowell holiday cheer.

At least one downtown Christmas tradition remains. Tomorrow (Saturday), Staples’ Orphenians will carol downtown. Their joyful music more than makes up for the fact that Main Street has not yet fully recovered from Hurricane Sandy.

George Weigle conducts the Orphenians on Main Street, circa 1981.

George Weigle conducts the Orphenians on Main Street, circa 1981.

If you want to see this great a cappella group, they start at 2 p.m. in front of Gene Hallowell’s old Mobil station.

Or, as we now call it: Vineyard Vines.

(Do you remember an old Westport holiday tradition? Click “Comments” to share.)