Depending on when you go and what you’re there for, these are a few of the things you might see at the EpiCentre in uptown Charlotte:
A $4 hamburger. A $40 steak. A strike. A gutter ball. A great movie. A terrible movie. Live music. Live radio. Photos being developed. Muscles being developed. Someone falling off a mechanical bull. Someone falling over a railing. Charlotte Checkers fans. Charlotte Bobcats fans. Justin Bieber fans. Justin Bieber. Dale Earnhardt Jr. Emily Maynard. Anthony Foxx.
Seven years ago, these 3 acres at College and Trade streets sat on one big hole in the ground, haunted by the ghost of the pyramid-topped Charlotte Convention Center. Today, it’s a multi-level labyrinth of places to stuff your faces and places that are eternally celebrating 5 o’clock. There are 20 restaurants, 41 tenants in all (including some you might not expect – an insurance company, a drug store, a gym, boutiques, medical practices).
It’s not simply a destination; it’s a gateway, whether you’re going from Overstreet Mall to Time Warner Cable Arena or from the light rail station to Tryon Street.
On an average night, more than 10,000 visitors pour into and through the EpiCentre, which – as it turns out – couldn’t have been given a more appropriate name.
This is one Saturday night in the life of the EpiCentre.