Last night, I went to the March of Dimes
celebrity dinner & auction at Flemingi߽s Steakhouse
. The evening was emceed by The Tennessean's
Brad Schmitt (from the Brad About You column) and included appearances by the band Lonestar, Miss Tennessee and a lot of sparkly women in evening gowns.
The event had a silent auction, and one of the items available for bidding was a song sung to you, at your Fleming's table, by Lonestar. I wonder if this type of thing is fun for musicians. They're in a band, so theoretically they are friends. They go to a charity benefit and eat some free steaks, and then they sing to a middle-aged woman, leaning over her herb-encrusted salmon to share one microphone.
I sat at the bar with the Titans, although I know so little about football (my knowledge is limited to the 1985 lineup of the Chicago Bears and their "Superbowl Shuffle") that I shied away from anything other than small talk. The Titans and I watched ESPN on the bar's television. I didn't really know what I was watching, but I grumbled when they grumbled and cheered when they cheered. That seemed like the thing to do.
Titan Defensive Albert Haynesworth
was the featured celebrity, and somebody paid him $500 to sing the Univ. of Florida fight song. Someone else - a UT fan maybe? i߽ paid him another $500 not
to sing the fight song. Instead, listeners got $1000 version of "Rocky Top Tennessee," sung by Haynesworth, some teammates and a couple blissfully intoxicated patrons.
I've only been to one other swanky charity event (Artrageous), but I definitely see their appeal. Everyone was drinking and laughing and having a great time. Fleming's definitely delivered the goods on food. I noticed that the fixed menu did not have a vegetarian option, but then again, if you're going to pay a lot of money to eat somewhere with the word "Steakhouse" in the title, you shouldn't just order a salad.
And here ends my report of upscale Nashville activities. Tomorrow: Budweiser and bowling.