BY TED SYLVESTER
Seafoods
Festival money-loser
This column gives Ted’s opinion of the
1983 Seafoods Festival as the Lobster Festival was called then. The 1983
festival was the 36th year of the event. This year was the 67th.
Evidentially it wasn’t a good year for the annual event.
If there were any doubts
last week that the annual Maine Seafoods Festival was a success, the revenue
figures released earlier this week erased any misconceptions. Financially, it
was a flop.
Unless the final tally
shows a big reduction in expenses—the chances of this are almost assuredly nil—the
festival will lose money for the third straight year.
Last year, officials
decried the lack of local support. They said that unless the community was
willing to chip in and help, the future of the 36-year old festival was doomed.
It was our observation
that the community, in fact, turned its back on the event. About the only local
dollars spent at the festival were at the carnival. We suspect that the
carnival made some money over the weekend. And they took it with them when they
left town.
What’s happened?
For one thing, in years
past, the festival was conceived and used by lobster dealers as an outlet for
unwanted, cheap, shedder lobsters. No more. Shedders are a marketable item that
restaurants grab up to feature on their menus. And they sell them as cheap, or
cheaper, as they are sold at the festival. The festival can’t compete.
Then there is the
insistence upon sameness in presentation of the festival. The 1983 version is
similar to the setup and format of 30 years ago. People are tired of the same
old thing, year after year.
We were raked over the
coals last year for criticizing the festival, and especially for blasting the
poor quality of food items, namely fried clams. We were challenged to become
involved as volunteer help, instead of standing back and finding fault. We
accepted the suggestion and this year, volunteered to judge parade floats and
work in the friend clam and shrimp booth.
We can tell you from
being on the inside that things were worse than we thought. It was total chaos
as far as the food booth was concerned. The fryers were constantly broken down,
and when they did work, the quality of the clams left much to be desired. Some people
brought their clams back for a refund. We didn’t blame them. They were
terrible. Our impressions of last year have not changed. We will say that the
shrimp was good they are easier to handle.
I hate to think that
summer visitors went home with a bad impression of one of our choicest seafood
delicacies, friend clams. But no matter how hard you try, you cannot turn out a
good product using frozen, breaded clams that are prepared in antiquated,
malfunctioning fryers and are tough or practically raw, mealy and tasteless.
Other observations we
made found some bad things, but also found many good things. The parade, for
instance, was excellent, one of the best in years. Of course, there’s nothing
like offering $1,000 in prize money as an incentive to enter floats. The
entrants turned out and produced some attractive and interesting floats.
The entertainment by the
Country Wranglers was superb. It was disappointing, however, to see that the
crowd was sparse. Most of those attending were local folks who knew the band
and its qualities. But, let’s face it; if you want to attract a big crowd, you
have to offer a big name. We went to the Bangor Fair and saw Louise Mandrell.
There had to be 10,000 people jammed into the grandstand and racetrack for the
50-minute performance.
We’re not saying the
festival has to pay out the kind of bucks necessary for a Louise Mandrell, but
you get the idea.
Staging fireworks once
again was a nice touch. But we can’t really agree that the brief 15-minute
showing was worth the $2,200 cost. Can you? And wasn’t it ironic that the
purpose of the fireworks was to draw people to the grounds so you could sell
them clam and shrimp dinners, but the booth never opened because the fryers
were busted? And the street dance scheduled to be held before the fireworks was
a dud. The band showed up more than two hours late, played for 30 minutes, and
left.
We avoided the Friday
night pageant. After listening to the same thing for more than 30 years, it was
just too much to take anymore. Our spies tell us that this year was no
different. Same procedure, different faces.
We enjoyed the lobster
pot and sardine packing contests, although it was difficult to see what was
going on in either event from the available vantage spots. We want to
congratulate Rita Willey, the Muhammed Ali of sardine packers. We expect that
she will be the undisputed champ forever, because we don’t believe the event
will be held again. The sponsors would not have held it this year if they did
not have the opportunity for national exposure from the Real People television
show. They don’t give a damn about the contest, only the publicity it can bring
them.
It was obvious to us
that the crowds were down this year. Officials kept extolling about how
successful the event was. But the proof was in the revenues. They were less
than last year.
So what about the
future?
We can’t blame festival
directors if they say to hell with the whole thing. They worked hard to try to
bring a profitable event to Rockland, and perhaps make some money for the
community’s benefit. All they got was grief and very little support from the
townfolk.
What are the
alternatives?
We believe that if the
festival is to continue and prosper, directors are going to have to change
their philosophies. First, they need some professional advice on promotion. The
press releases this year were some of the worst we have ever seen. Every
chairman was left to promote his or her own activity. None of them did a very
good job at it. Locally, most of the media took the time to rewrite and present
information on events. But what about out-of-town media? We bet that if they
received any information at all, it went into the round file.
The Chamber of Commerce
and festival officials got into a tug of war over publicity, instead of working
together. Each put out independent brochures. If the festival is ever going to
survive, there will have to be a combined effort with people in the community.
The chamber is the ideal catalyst. Those people know what promotion means to an
event, and they know how to do it.
We have had more than
one person ask us this week if the festival could survive without a carnival.
The answer, obviously, is that it cannot under the current setup. The carnival
pays the festival $14,000 just to set up. If it were not for this money, the
festival would have gone broke a long time ago.
Many have expressed a
desire that the festival should be more of what a festival is supposed to be—family
fun, events, contests and games. Others think that more emphasis should be
placed upon crafts and craftsworkers. One suggested that a boat show would be a
nice addition. Another thought a firemen’s muster would attract local people,
and be fun.
The only way there could
be such a format change is, again, community involvement. There is no reason
there could not be an off-season fund-raiser to help defray some of the
expenses. How about combining with the chamber for a second auction during the
year? Also, why should the out-of-town carnies come here and reap the cream
from the top? As far as games are concerned, there’s no reason the festival or
clubs and organizations could not manufacture their own game booths. How
difficult would it be to set up some wooden bottles and get some baseballs?
Just about any of the games offered by the carnival this year could be
reproduced.
There also is the
feasibility of bringing in a big-name entertainment star as a draw. Officials
keep saying they can’t do this, because they can’t charge admission to the
grounds, because of the private businesses located within the perimeter. But
they could cordon off a bigger area in front of the stage and charge $5 or so a
head for a seat. We would gladly pay it to see a top act.
Probably none of these
things will happen. We believe directors are discouraged from the lack of
support they have received and the financial losses. They likely will give it
up. And that will be too bad.
From
The Bangor Daily News, August 13-14, 1983.
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