Dear Metro/Smart Bar,
August 24, 1986…Cabaret Metro. The BoDeans, $3!!! I believe this was their first Chicago show; it was my first Metro show. I still recall the feeling I got as I walked in, up the stairs, and saw the main concert hall. I was home! You will get this - that overwhelming feeling of knowing I had not only discovered something special but that it was already part of me, in my blood - it was nearly instantaneous. I just knew I fit in here.
The BoDeans show was the beginning of a long and happy relationship with Metro.
I loved the all building events. Listen to a band, head to Smart Bar and dance on the sawdust covered floor. Head back upstairs to see if the next band came on yet.
Fields of the Nephilim
Love and Rockets
Echo and the Bunnymen
The Golden Palamino’s with a not yet widely known Matthew Sweet (who was mesmerizing, by the way)
The Reverend Horton Heat
The list goes on. And on. You know how long the list is.
I have danced the night away here. I have cried at beautiful music here. I have heard quiet, ethereal music, new wave synth pop, dark gothic intensity, psycho-billy, singer/songwriters, rock crunchers…..
I have found refuge here after losing important people - it’s incredible how healing it is to be at a concert and/or dancing while grieving a loved one.
I’ve been lucky enough to know some of the wonderful people at Metro over the years, particularly Joe Shanahan and Jenny Lizak - and feel privileged to call myself a tiny part of this enormous music scene that has been created over the years.
I still find myself calling it “Cabaret Metro” - old habits and all, but it’s still the coolest name, so I don’t always correct myself.
Mr. Shanahan, Metro, thank you for being the best venue in town, for bringing MUSIC to us, and for providing a haven when I need it most.
Long live (Cabaret) Metro!