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The Owner we never knew

29 Jul

PUSSYCAT A-GO-GO

TV pitchman ‘Happy Harry’ Haneman dies.

Tue, Jul 30, 2002 (8:20 a.m.)

Harry “Happy Harry” Haneman, a longtime Las Vegas businessman and colorful local television pitchman known for the catch phrase “I make everrrrybody happy!” died Sunday at his Las Vegas home. His age was not released.

Haneman operated the Pussycat-A-Go-Go nightclub on the Strip in the mid-1960s and opened Quality Liquidators furniture store at 4000 W. Harmon Ave. in the 1990s. He opened Happy Harry’s Eatery eight months ago in the Flamingo-Arville Plaza.

Services are set for 5 p.m. today at Palm Mortuary-Jones.

Wearing a bushy black wig, a shirt open to mid-belly and lots of gold jewelry, Haneman’s television commercials for his store that sold discount furniture from area hotels would typically end with him extending his arms to the heavens as the camera pulled back to display his wares and he shouted his slogan.

In the mid-1960s, Haneman made his first mark on Las Vegas by opening the Pussycat-A-Go-Go on the corner of Sands and Las Vegas boulevards, on what is now part of the Desert Inn property.

The club was a hot spot that gave many new bands their first taste of performing on the Strip. Among them was the Checkmates, which became a Las Vegas lounge mainstay.

In the 1970s and ’80s, Haneman operated restaurants in California, where he named sandwiches after celebrities who frequented the establishments. He continued that tradition when he opened Happy Harry’s Eatery last November.

Among the local celebrities to have a Happy Harry’s hot-baked designer submarine sandwich named for them were Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman, magicians Siegfried and Roy, and comedian Marty Allen.

Haneman was born in Berlin, Germany. He zealously kept his age a secret. His family asked Palm Mortuary not to include his birth date in the death notice released Monday.

Haneman is survived by his wife, Rita Haneman, and a sister, Ruth Royak, both of Las Vegas.

 
 

A friend who always talked about you

13 Mar

Back in the early 80′s, I lived in the Los Feliz/Atwater area. I spent many a night walking my dog with my neighbor Bud Mason, ne Wayne Mason, who told me stories about growing up in 50′s and 60′s. He seemed to have a story about everything. To give you an idea of how wacky his childhood was, when Oregon went to the Rose Bowl in 1958 they found out Bud had a pet duck. They gave him free tickets in return that the duck could be their mascot for the game. That was the kind of stuff that happened to Bud, and I spent a lot time cracking up at his escapades. He spoke of his days in the navy, hot rodding up and down San Fernando Road, ordering Zombie’s from a black bartender named Ben at Gazzarri’s, and rocking out to a band named “Stark Naked and the Car Thieves.”

I was just a kid back then, but the name was instantly cool to me and remains so to this day. I decided to google your band for kicks, and it is nice to finally be able to put a face to the name. Bud has been gone for a few years now, but every once in a while I think about him fondly and laugh. I have regaled my own son with some of Bud’s stories… and yes, about a band called Stark Naked and the Car Thieves.

Thanks – Anthony

 

Stark Naked in Las Vegas

13 Mar

Fri 11/5/2010 2:29 PM

Hey,

I just found your web page. I played in a band in Las Vegas in 1966 and met the band. My band was called The Triplites and we played the Pussycat, The Caroucellor downtown below the Carousel Casino, even N. Las Vegas. I always talked about your band and the name. I always wondered what happened to you. I always thought you were one awesome band.

I play bass and my name is Stretch Head

Regards,

Stretch