Club History

Excerptf from the book, Fun & Dangerous…

For Long Island, My Father’s Place was its cultural capital. An entire generation of Long Islanders grew up in the club. It is estimated that in the 16 years the club was operating it hosted over 6,000 shows from approximately 3,000 artists. Millions of people went through the doors of My Father’s Place, and when they came out, their lives were forever changed. If their experiences there were unforgettable, well they should be. My Father’s Place was the center of a musical renaissance that may never be seen again. While other clubs, such as the Cavern Club in Liverpool, CBGB’s in New York City, or the Whiskey A Go Go in L.A. may be better known, no club in history showcased the depth and breadth of talent like My Father’s Place.

My Father’s Place closed on May 3, 1987, with a blowout performance by the funk rock band Tower of Power. With it, an entire era came to an end. The idea of nurturing and developing new talent died with the club. The music industry itself was becoming more mercenary and no longer had the patience for acts that weren’t instant stars. The music scene in Long Island, once the most vibrant in the country, dried up. Although closed now for over 20 years, My Father’s Place may be gone, but it is not forgotten. The club lives on in the works of the artists, many now legends, who first performed on its stage and in the memories of those fortunate to have been a part of it all.

Alex Ewen

New York City, 2010

8 Responses to Club History

  1. T. Ledwick says:

    Moved away from L.I. a lifetime ago……..was somewhat surprised to see MFP had closed. Boy, I saw AWESOME acts there, almost every Dixie Dregs,The Dregs, Steve Morse, incarnation, Allan Holdsworth, Bill Bruford….what a fantastic venue! What fantastics musicians!! Will always be part of my life, thanks!!!

  2. Saw Springsteen/Return to Forever in 1975. Thought of Clarence Clemons today

  3. steve says:

    Rick’s on the cover of the book and Eppy said he was thrilled that his pic was chosen to represent the thrills at MFP.

  4. steve says:

    Hey Vince,

    Thanks for sharing the memories and good to see you at the book signing,

    Hope you enjoyed the book and CD!

  5. Vince Rampino says:

    I was lucky enough to get to MFP many times and got to see many great bands & musicians ranging from Spirit to Jack Bruce to Buddy Rich to BB King! My fave however was the amazing Rory Gallagher! I remember one night when Rory jumped onto the tables in front of the stage (where I was sitting) started doing the “duck walk” ala Chuck Berry, fell off & on to the floor where several fans (including me) helped him up. Rory never missed a note and jumped right back on stage!! Wild night indeed!!! Thanks Eppy for all the thrills!!

  6. Jeff Krasner says:

    Long Island was a mecca for music in the 60′s 70′s and 80′s. We owe so much of it’s rich history to Eppy for hosting and developing talent and to Denis at WLIR for broadcasting much of it. Congrats to you both on your induction..Rock n Roll

  7. chris kelsch says:

    soooo many memmories at my fathers place…my church……yes my church, the place were I could go, and be transended to heaven on the wings of AWSOME music, great people………I got to meet Roy Buchanan there, have dinner with him, saw Johnny winter, Rick derringer, bromberg,Good Rats,edger winter…the list goes on…….my church…my spiritual home in my memmories…..thinking of it sends shivers through me…my god

  8. Heather Schoen says:

    It was a cold and rainy Sunday night when I walked into My Father’s Place for the first time. I heard about the club from friends, and since I thought I wanted to open up my own club in Boston I decided to check it out.

    I was sitting at the bar, fending off the “cowboys” to the left and right, when out of nowhere walks over “Eppppy,” as he introduced himself, more with his hands than his mouth. He said he was one of the owners of the club, and sat down. He said, “Hi little girl what do you want to be when you grow up?” Here was this gnome like character whose question I found odd but funny, yes, he was definitely funny. So I told him I wanted to open a club just like his in Boston, which launched him into at least a half hour conversation of why I shouldn’t. I was already depressed, but something about his energy kept me rooted in my bar stool, and, of course, he kept buying me drinks, “on the house”. He kept asking me questions, “where I went to school,? “what were my favorite subjects,” “who were my favorite rock and roll band, authors,”, At the time I was smitten with Springteens “Greeting From Asbury Park,” and he was impressed that I knew of such an obscure band. Well, one question led to another and we sat there talking for quite some time when he asked me, out of the blue ‘would I like to produce his radio show that aired on WLIR-FM.” I was flabbergasted because I didn’t know the station (only listened to WNEW and WBAI) and me, his producer?? I said “Eppy, I don’t know the first thing about producing a radio show,” yes I did take communications in college, but I never even worked at the college radio station. I’ll never forget what he said . In his inimitable way, again with the hands, “You can do it,” I have a feeling about you…come to the radio station tomorrow at 4PM and you’ll start.”

    Monday, December 13th was the unorthodox start of my radio career, I went to the “penthouse suite” of the building in Hempstead and when I walked in, I wanted to walk out, there was no receptionist, just a few desks in the front room, and when I gingerly walked to the back, there were all these long-haired hippies roaming around. I saw the air studio with the red light on, and a big room that looked into the air studio. I asked someone if they knew where Eppy was, and they just walked past me, then I saw an elderly gentleman (John Regier, former owner of WLIR-FM) and his response to my question, was “I don’t keep tabs on the comings and goings of Eppy” in a real sour tone. Okay, it was now 4:30 and still no Eppy. I’m walking around, feeling like a jerk for being there when I hear this hustle and bustle in the front room, I go to see if its Eppy, and sure enough it was with an entourage…he was telling them , “call this one,” “go get some bagels” to another” and then to me he said “hello” and proceeded to give me a list of things and phone calls to make which I did…that was it, I came back the next day, and the next day, I think I got paid in trade-food from the club…but I didn’t care, I loved every minute of it. And when Eppy and a bunch of other people left, this new group of people came in, Ken Kohl, Joel Moss, George Taylor Morris, Dave Scott, and things started to change. I was named the Public Affairs Director, started receiving a pay check, if that’s what you call it… and created one of the tastier elements…”The Public Watermelon,” our version of a CBS’s 60 Minutes or more like NPR’s ‘All Things Considered,” mixed with sound effects, music, celebrities in-studio guests and live call-ins, plus the magic of WLIR, it was Public Affairs that was both educational and entertaining. Those of you who listened to the station know how much fun and how much information filtered through those Sunday night shows. I got there a “green” total blank slate of a producer, to one who had fallen in love with the medium, the genre, and all because of that funny man named Eppy. Because of his intuitive or insane willingness to give a chance to someone who had some quirky ideas, I would have never have known or started my over 30 year career in radio broadcasting if not for Eppy. I love you Ep…

    Heather Schoen

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