August 14, 2007

Scott's Blog - A Trip to the American Market

another post by Scott Gillihan--a RUN resident who lives near West Park...

If you are looking for a fun night out do what the wife and I did recently, and head down to the Blue Moon Lagoon and the American Market right here in West Nashville.

Now the Blue Moon Lagoon is a new restaurant and bar down at Rock Harbor Marina. We parked on Basswood, not wanting to pay for valet parking, and walked down to a floating restaurant right at the harbor. It was a Friday night and the place was packed. While we didn’t eat, the food looked good and the beer was cold. We stood on the rail and watched the expensive yachts come and go. The new owners, including George Strait’s manager, have put a lot of money in the place. They have a waterfall over a little bluff with a neon sign in the background. It was all very pleasant.

After a while, the opulence got a bit tiresome. The band wasn’t very good and the clientele seemed kind of snobbish. I didn’t see any locals there. I did notice that all the customers were white, and the bus boys brown and all the cooks were black.

On the way home, we stopped at the American Market on Robertson Road. Now the American Market is a seedy dirty little place with bars on the windows and garish beer and cigarette signs. They sell pipes labeled “for tobacco only” and scales “for jewelry only.” I made my purchase from an East Indian before he waited on a tipsy Mexican buying lottery tickets.

On the way out I noticed a family, Mom Dad and two small kids sitting on the hood of their old Delta 88. They were just kind of hanging out. Now why would anyone spend their Friday nights in a dirty greasy parking lot? Were they homeless…or did they just come here for fun?

Boy a lot can change in a mile or so. Welcome to West Nashville in the 21st century.

1 comment:

T Liebergen said...

Thanks for the observations, Scott. Unfortunately, it was like that in the 20th century and probably the nineteenth, eighteenth and preceding centuries too.

The haves always seem able to close their eyes and hold their nose as they pass through the have nots on their way to unncessary activities. High-powered downtown workers are less than a mile from the housing projects is only one of many examples.

Society needs more people like you (and me, too) that can bridge the gap between the haves and have nots.

We really aren't all that different in many ways.