NEW YORK (NYT NEWS SERVICE).- Arthur Pomposello, host of the Oak Room, the cabaret supper club in New York City's Algonquin Hotel, practiced the arts of theatricality and discretion.
A dark-haired former model in a tuxedo, he parted a red curtain to allow guests inside. He glided onstage and introduced Andrea Marcovicci, for decades the Oak Rooms main attraction, as our songbird. He gossiped with journalists about what he called my cabaret, and in return the papers gave him labels such as a loquacious fixture.
But Pomposello could also work quietly.
This is cabaret, he whispered to loud customers. We dont talk here.
He rearranged the tables, making light crowds appear livelier and making big crowds fit.
Inspectors would check to see if the small-capacity room exceeded legal limits.
He would show them the kitchen or show them the upstairs Oh, come right this way, Marcovicci recalled. Theyd never see the room when it had 110 people in it. Never.
Pomposello died May 6 at a hospital in Manhattan. He was 85. The cause was complications of COVID-19, his son Sean said.
When Pomposello started at the Algonquin as a bartender, in 1980, you could still feel transported to the hotels famed past as a daily gathering place for writers. He once entered the lobby and noticed Norman Mailer and Kurt Vonnegut sharing a drink. The next instant, Eudora Welty walked in.
In the middle to late 1980s, as figures such as Michael Feinstein and Harry Connick Jr. launched their careers from the Oak Room, Pomposellos responsibilities grew. He booked talent and managed the finances, keeping his perch under several different owners of the Algonquin.
Ive not lost a penny in nine years, he told The New York Times in 1998.
When he saw his son, Pomposello raved about visits from faded stars whose glow had never dimmed for him. The Nicholas brothers, tap dancers who rose to fame in the 1930s, turned heads the night they arrived, Pomposello said.
Sean Pomposello recently looked through his fathers address book to invite people to the wake.
I cant find too many friends, he said. I find a lot of cabaret stars, some of whom are no longer alive.
Arthur Pomposello was born Nov. 19, 1935, in Harlem and grew up in the Bronx. His father, Arthur, played jazz guitar under his nickname, Scotty Bond. His mother, Concetta (Bellafatto) Pomposello, was a homemaker who went to work at the pocketbook counter in Bloomingdales after she and Scotty divorced, when their son was a teenager.
Pomposello dreamed of becoming a movie star and spent summers in Los Angeles. When that didnt work out, he went to Michigan State University. He graduated with a degree in hotel management.
Back in New York, he worked at a succession of hotels, including Hampshire House, and restaurants, including Café des Artistes. He modeled and found modest acting work. He cooked up entrepreneurial schemes such as Pompies Pushers, models selling authentic Italian food from handcarts. Nothing took until the Oak Room. Pomposello stayed until a dispute with management in 2002.
Pomposello married Eunice Mahoney, a telephone operator, in 1958. They divorced in 1979. That same year, he married Alicia Cirino, a bunny at the New York Playboy Club. She died of heart failure in 2007.
In addition to Sean, Pomposello is survived by two more children from his first marriage, Peri Kish-Pomposello and Chris Pomposello, and five grandchildren. A son from his second marriage, Adam, died in an accident in 2008.
After he left the Oak Room, Pomposello worked as a night concierge at the Plaza Hotel until the pandemic last spring, when he was 84. Pomposello had never stopped hoping to find a new venue of his own. In 2015 and 2016, he organized several performances at restaurants of an act he called Pompies Place, which featured jazz and blues singers and Pomposello himself as the impresario of an imaginary club.
The discovery of a new restaurant or a theater with a large lobby set his gears turning, Sean Pomposello said: Hed get this wistful look in his face, looking around the place, and thinking about how hes going to book cabaret.
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