Gaslight Rekindled (Riverfront Times)

Posted by on September 20, 2012 in Blog | 1 comment

Here is an article in the Riverfront Times about the Gaslight Gallery:

Frank Moskus Sr. is one of the unsung heroes of St. Louis. Moskus owned one of Gaslight Square’s finer taverns during the entertainment district’s heyday, and he also maintained a waterfront speakeasy on his boat, The Yacht Club, which was an after-hours gathering place for the fun-loving artists and goodtimers of the ’60s. Keeping St. Louis entertaining and well-lubricated was his passion, and perhaps his calling.

An exhibition of the versatile Moskus’ paintings opens with a free public reception at 5 p.m. Thursday, September 27, at Joe’s Cafe Gallery (6014 Kingsbury Avenue; www.joescafegallery.com). Frank “Joe” Moskus Jr. also has paintings in the show, which not so coincidentally are inspired by Gaslight Square. The glory days of Gaslight come to life in the photography of Thelma Blumberg, who captured the people and places of the district with a keen sense of composition; a strong sense of the spirit of the age comes through in her black and white photos of bikers, beatniks and regular folks.

The three-part exhibition remains on display through the middle or end of November, and hours are by appointment only after the opening night.

Thu., Sept. 27, 2012

Source: Riverfront Times

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  1. I grew up at 9th and park in so st louis my older brother was walking through a flea market and found a print of my parents food shop you did in 1978 (186/506) he had one other but I don’t remember what it was.
    I think is was what we called (in the day the 40’s) the seedentop house) I’m not sure of the spelling.
    mr Seedentop worked for the post office and his wife was a huge woman (300 lbs plus)
    who sat at her kitchen window rolling PA pipe tobacco into cigarettes with her rolling machine and put them back into the PA can. I was about 10 or 12 yrs old ,she use to send around the corner (9 th and Rutger to the corner to the taveran to her a 15 cent bucket of draft beer which I promptly returned and she would sip her beer and we would talk and about the most everything. This house was set back and had a smooth concrete finish ,painted grey. I ran away from home 1954 I was 17 ,joined the Air Force 1958,all
    all my have passed away .I am 76 years old my wife had a stroke a year ago I tend to her every day and
    have a lot of time to do nothing , I hope I haven’t bored you with my rambling on ,but I love St Louis of my
    youth but haven’t been able to return for many years

    Sincerly James Murphy

    havent