End of an Era : The Fifties Closes...

Three generations gather for final (almost) bow...

Its long been the best kept secret in Lan Kwai Fong, my favourite hole in the wall, The Fifties. Many is the night that those walls have echoed to me belting out Elvis, Raymond Wong singing his signature Proud Mary, the houseband, The Magic Touch, keeping it real...

I started going there when it provided the venue for a party to launch Gen-Y Cops and a whole slate of Media Asia films. With Jackie Chan and Michelle Yeoh in the house, I Rocked the Jailhouse for the very first time. That was quite a night, and I've been coming back ever since.

Paul Rudd graced the mike during the making of Gen-Y, Michael Wong has played drums, Julian Sands danced with Josie Ho... John Woo signed the wall, and an earlier incarnation is visible in his classic 'The Killer'. The Fifties has seen some times.

Now the building it stands in is going, and the club with it.

Seeing as my lovely mom Cherie was in town, with her dear husband Ben in tow, it seemed fitting that the extended Logan clan would descend on the place for one last (musical) stand. We had a full line-up: Cherie and Ben, Liz and I, our older kids (Phoenix and Craig), the three boys and various guest stars. Our studio partner Henry Luk showed up with his mom!

The boys insisted on dressing up for the event:

Ben and Cherie tried to curtail their enthusiasm...

Phoenix Valen declined to sing (the wuss!), but she cheered the rest of us.

And stuntman in training Craig Miller grinned and bore it:

The surprise of the night was when my son Kyle got up and belted out a Justin Bieber track with the band, showing all the aplomb of Michael Jackson on Soul Train. There wasn't a dry seat in the house!

(Unfortunately, my %^&$ing camera gave out during Kyle's performance, but it was captured on video and I'll post it separately.)

Between sets, the boys and I took to the stage. How embarrassing is this going to be when they're real rock stars: sharing the stage with dad!

It was a late night for children so young, and Calvin was feeling it when we went to pick up his Grandma the next day.

Of course, as veterans of the music scene (given that mom's daughter, my sister, is the Aussie singing legend Kate Ceberano), Cherie was in fine form.

Its actually not the very last night for The Fifties, its open for another month, so get to 3rd floor, California Entertainment Building, 34-36, D'Aguilar Street, while you still can. Tell 'em I sent you