It only ends once
Speaking of Lost Weekends, I had many of those at The Lost Horizon in Syracuse, New York. If you ever played music or hung out in Syracuse, you knew the place and you knew of Greg Italiano, the man behind the club. Sadly, he passed away this week at 59; he would have been 60 this August.
I never got to know him personally but I did know many promoters and hundreds of musicians who always spoke highly of him. He gave countless bands their first break, and I’m sure the thoughts and well-wishes will pour in from around the globe as the sad news spreads through the music community.
Once Wanda’s and later The Yellow Balloon, Greg started running The Lost Horizon in the 70’s. In my stomping years, the club was anything but the Shangri-La the name implies, but in fairness Syracuse was known for having many clubs where it would be healthier to pee your pants than enter the bathroom.
But what it lacked in decorum it made up in solid bookings. My mind is clouded but a Who’s Who of rock bands played in that room – The New York Dolls, The Ramones, Jason and the Scorchers, The Beat Farmers, and on and on. Every local band worth seeing rocked that stage and probably put a few guitar necks through the low ceiling.
In its recent incarnations it was primarily an alternative and metal club, but ask any touring bands of that ilk where to play and draw the crowd and they’d drop that name. As always, that was Greg – finding out what kids want and providing it for them.
R.I.P. Greg – thanks for everything.