This is a great song to end a night to… whether you’re at one of Jackson Browne’s shows or trying to close up a restaurant. Speaking of appreciative songs for roadies, how about Jackson Browne’s “The Load Out”? His song is more about a musician saying goodnight to an appreciative crowd and his roadies. Lyle Lovett’s “Closing Time” is a gentle ballad, with acoustic guitar and piano and Lovett’s sweet tenor.
Lyle Lovett also has a song called “Closing Time”, though its mood isn’t nearly as much fun as Semisonic’s. This song brings more to mind barflies than restaurant patrons, but the sentiment is the same. The lyrics took me back to those many evening nights I waited for people to finish up and hit the road. I remembered it was played on the very last episode of the original incarnation of Melrose Place, a trashy 90s era primetime soap that I was hooked on back in the day. It was a song by Semisonic called “Closing Time”. One couple was particularly clueless and our chef actually turned the lights down on them to give them a strong hint that it was time to GTFO.Īnyway, the other day I was sitting at my desk, listening to the 11,000 plus songs on my iPod, when a song from the late 1990s popped up. We’d stand around, side work all done, waiting for these people to pay their check. They were oblivious to all the people they were holding up with their extended date. But every once in awhile, there would be a lovestruck couple who would sit in the Garden Room of our restaurant and gaze passionately at each other while S-L-O-W-L-Y sipping their wine. Many of them realized they were showing up late and we were about to close.
Actually, those late night diners usually weren’t so bad. I seem to have been born without the business gene. Unlike a lot of my peers, I was less concerned about making an extra tip or two than I was about getting home. Years later, I took a job waiting tables, where we’d have people show up a few minutes before closing time for late night noshing or perhaps a scrumptious dessert. As I tried to get things straightened up for the end of the day, they would leisurely shop for pleated pants and matching sweaters, oblivious to my desire to call it a night. Invariably, people would show up a few minutes before closing time to do their shopping. One job I had was working at a men’s clothing outlet, where I usually worked until closing time. When I was younger, I had a series of jobs that required me to work evenings. Time to go home? Songs that signal closing time are meant to get people to get up– and get OUT– into the world…
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