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Mark's 93/KHJ 1972 MixTape #50

The beginning of this series can be read here.

In 1968, The Turtles were so hot in the pop music marketplace that they could even put out a cynical parody of themselves and sell a lot of records. This was "Elenore," which I had on my mixtape not because I thought it was a good song but because I thought it was a stupid song…and I was kinda pleased that its makers intended it as such. Howard Kaylan, the group's lead singer and author of the song explains…

Kaylan's partner in The Turtles, and later as Flo & Eddie, Mark Volman died recently. They were both guys who had a healthy sense of humor about what they were doing and what had happened to them. That's one of the reasons I liked both bands, especially the latter.

Today's Video Link

Among the millions of panels I appeared on at the 2025 Comic-Con International was one hosted by Gary Sassaman, producer-writer-director of the "Tales From My Spinner Rack" YouTube series. The panel was a three-way discussion of Jack Kirby's covers for his initial run on Fantastic Four, with the other "way" provided by John Morrow, the man behind The Jack Kirby Collector.

We discussed all those covers and picked our favorites…and Gary has used that at the basis of this installment of his blog series. If you loved Marvel Comics from that period, you'll probably love this video…

Thanks!

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Today's Video Link

Here's another episode of The Red Skelton Hour, this one from October 26, 1965. The musical guest is Johnny Mathis, an entertainer I've always kinda liked. I once saw him in Las Vegas and he put on a very good show — nothing flashy, nothing high-pressure. His opening act was Norm Crosby and then Mathis came out and…well, he was never a huge star but he had a long, long career making audiences happy.

Starting around the eight-minute mark, there's a snazzy little number with Mathis and the Tom Hansen Dancers, which was the house dance troupe on Skelton's show for years. He also had the Alan Copeland Singers and I was never quite sure where the Tom Hansen Dancers stopped and the Alan Copeland Singers began. I think sometimes they had the singers dancing or the dancers singing…or maybe the dancers lip-syncing to the singers.

One of the dancers you'll see in this — don't ask me which one he is or what his name is — is probably the guy who did a beautiful job fixing my front door. When I moved into my house in 1980, a rather magnificent door had some bad patches in it. Someone had assaulted the door with a hammer and chisel but according to the lady who sold me the place, they still were not able to break in. She'd had a temporary patch installed but never got around to bringing in someone who could do a better job. A few years after I took up residency, I decided it was time.

I had a contractor doing upgrades on my home and he brought in a finish carpenter he said was a genius. He was right. The gent cut out the patch, installed new wood, then painted it to perfectly match the color and grain of the rest of the door. Making it good as new took a lot of his time and my money…and as he worked, we talked a lot about his career. Woodwork was what he did when he couldn't get dancing jobs and in 1982 or '83 — whenever this was — he longed for the days when he was a Tom Hansen Dancer, working every week for about half the year.

He said they had almost no contact with Skelton. Red was only around once or twice when they'd fold him into a musical number just for a gag. I had also talked about the series with one of Skelton's longtime writers, Martin A. Ragaway, and he told me Red never had the slightest interest in those segments of his show. He liked that they were there but didn't even watch them. "All he cared about was telling jokes," Ragaway said. In my several encounters with Red, that was my impression too.

Here's the episode. There's a large cast in the big Sheriff Deadeye sketch and one of the supporting players is Walker Edmiston again. Also in there — and in a lot of Skelton's shows — is Dave Sharpe, an actor and stuntman whose career dated back to movie serials and even stunt-doubling, though not for the stars, in Laurel & Hardy films. Any time on a Red Skelton Hour you see someone crash through a wall or window, it's probably Dave Sharpe.

Today's Video Link

In case you missed it, Jimmy Kimmel had Spinal Tap on his show the other night.  This is the conversation part of it but they also performed a musical number at the end of which their drummer (for some reason) did not explode.  You can watch the musical number here.

All Dave, All the Time

David Letterman just did an interview in which he talks about the current state of late night TV including the Colbert situation.  Quite interesting.

The chat is in conjunction with the new Letterman streaming channel which will only be available on Samsung TVs.  I don't have a Samsung TV and since there's Dave aplenty on You Tube, see no reason to change televisions.  I do have Samsung computer monitors in my little office here.  I'm staring at one as I type this.  But since they're around fifteen years old, I doubt they contain the technology to pick up the new Dave channel.  I will say though that Samsung does make pretty long-lasting monitors.

Rob Petrie Visits River City

Playbill has posted some news about the upcoming 100th birthday of my favorite performer and yours, Dick Van Dyke. They also have up some photos of Dick in the 1980 stage revival of The Music Man at the New York City Center and later in a national tour. The production was directed and choreographed by Michael Kidd and it had Meg Bussert as Marian the Librarian and child actor Christian Slater — yes, that Christian Slater — as Winthrop (the Ron Howard part). Carol Arthur played Mrs. Paroo (Marian's mom) and Iggie Wolfington played Mayor Shinn. Mr. Wolfington played Marcellus Washburn and sang "Shipoopi" in the original production.

I have what I hope you'll think is an interesting story about that show.  I didn't see it in New York but — always the fan of Mr. Van Dyke and this musical — I saw it at the Pantages Theater in Hollywood during the few weeks it was camped there on a tour of the U.S. In fact, I saw it twice. At the time, I was working on the infamous TV series, Pink Lady and Jeff, and when my date for that night had to cancel on me due to illness, one of the show's guest stars happened to wander into my office just as I was trying to think who to take in her stead.

I told him I had tickets in a couple of hours to see Dick Van Dyke in The Music Man and asked if he was interested in going with me. He said, as I already knew, "You know I played Harold Hill in the original production right after Robert Preston left the show." I said I knew that. He said he'd be delighted to go with me as long as I let him take me to dinner first at the Musso-Frank Grill a few blocks down Hollywood Boulevard from the Pantages. I agreed…

…and that's how I wound up dining with and then going to see The Music Man with Bert Parks. He loved the production and wished they'd asked him to do it. In fact, I believe he later contacted the producers and offered to return to the role if they wanted to continue the tour after Van Dyke left it. Which they didn't. But that night, he told me some wonderful stories about doing the show on Broadway and we got backstage after the performance, though Dick had already left.  I've been fortunate to get to know him in recent years.

How did I like the show, you may ask? Well, even if you didn't ask, I'll tell you: I loved Dick Van Dyke (of course). In a way, he was a little too nice a guy to play someone trying to swindle a bunch of Iowans outta their hard-earned savings but I bought into it. What I really didn't like was the Pantages that night. They've upgraded it considerably since the eighties and now, if you can score good seats, it's a decent place to see a show. Back in the eighties though, the acoustics were awful and we didn't have the greatest seats.

All the actors in the show wore microphones, of course, but the sound was still not great. What made it worse was that Dick Van Dyke's mike was apparently on a separate circuit or something. His voice came out of one set of speakers that seemed to be way up in The Heavens. Everyone else's voices came out of speakers on either side of the stage. It was somewhat distracting, especially when he sang a duet with anyone. He was singing live but it gave him kind of a "dubbed" feeling. Again, not the fault of the actor who, in my book, could do no wrong except for English accents.

My date who phoned in sick was this lady, Kristine. She was apologetic and a few days later she was better, she asked if I could get more tickets and take her to see the show before it, as Professor Harold Hill was wont to do, skipped town. I had a connection then who could get me great tickets to shows…and all I had to do was pay a lot for them. He got me two great tickets — well, I thought he'd gotten me two great tickets — and we made plans. On the evening in question, Kristine would take a cab to the KTLA studios which is where we were doing Pink Lady. She'd be there at 5:30 PM, by which time I hoped to be done for the day, then I'd drive us to dine at Musso-Frank, then go see the show at the Pantages at 8 PM, then go back to my place for the night and…well, it didn't all work out that way.

Working on variety shows, as I did back then, could be an all-consuming, all-demanding job.  I mean, you can get six hours sleep some nights if you're lucky, then spend every other moment at the studio, sometimes trying to write jokes at 3 AM (when nothing is funny) or at 4 AM (when everything is funny…until the next morning.)  Pink Lady was an extremely difficult show on which everything that could possibly go wrong did, along with several things that couldn't possibly go wrong…except they did.  I did not finish work at 5:30 that afternoon when Kristine arrived.

I do not remember the specific multiple crises that day.  There were so many on that show.  I do remember Kristine arriving and looking so sweet and eager to be part of  a fun evening…and I remember being so exhausted that I broke into tears.  The folks I was working with were telling me, "You can't leave, Mark.  Not until we fix this problem and this problem and this problem…"  For one of the only two times on that show, I hit my limit of overwork.  I announced that no matter what, I was taking Kristine that night to see Dick Van Dyke in The Music Man.  They could fire me if they wanted to but I was going.  The producers I was working for saw that I was serious…or maybe that I was going to explode if I didn't have that evening of R-and-R.

We did some quick re-planning.  Dinner at Musso's was out.  One of the assistants on the show ran across the street to Denny's and got some burgers for Kristine and me.  She sat quietly in an empty office and ate hers.  I ate mine while helping solve the most serious of the immediate problems.  No matter what, we were heading for the Pantages at 7:30 for the 8 PM performance.

In the midst of this, I happened to check the envelope for our tickets and found not a pair of them but two pair.  Four side-by-side seats.  I called My Friend, The Scalper and he had some explanation I don't remember as to how I'd paid for two and received four.  Okay, fine.  I got on the phone and called a good friend of mine, Will Meugniot — a terrific artist with whom I did a number of comics — and he accepted the last minute invite.  He and his wonderful wife Jo would meet us outside the Pantages at 7:45.

At 7:30 with some (not all) of the critical mass problems solved, I grabbed Kristine and we sped off to the theater.  Will and Jo were waiting for us and we went in and sat in much better seats than Bert and I had…and I can't tell you how good I felt to be sitting in them.  I enjoyed the show ten times as much as before.  One of the things theater can do so well is take us away from our problems, at least for a while.

After the show, Kristine and went back to the studio.  I put her in a cab and sent her home.  Then I worked until two…maybe three in the morning, solving the remaining problems which, as I recall, involved collaborating with some of the other writers to create an entirely new main sketch for the show.  I drove myself home feeling surprisingly refreshed and I got something resembling a good night's sleep.  That was before I had to return to the studio the next day to tackle twice as many problems.

After we finished the six episodes of Pink Lady and Jeff — which was all there probably ever would have been — I moved on to other programs and occasionally, there were those work-all-day-into-the-wee-small-hours situations.  Sometimes, someone who was laboring right along with me at 3 AM asked how I was able to get through the all-nighters without drugs or drink and  I would tell them, "I just imagine I'm going to go see Dick Van Dyke in The Music Man."  Dick was no longer doing the show by then but you'd be amazed how well that fantasy worked.  When I'm slaving at this keyboard and it's approaching dawn, I still sometimes use it.  Works like a charm.

FACT CHECK: Same Old, Same Old

Robert F. Kennedy Jr. keeps going before hearings and spouting lies and misinformation. The Associated Press runs down some of his latest whoppers. Here and here, FactCheck.org lists other recent bullshit from this man.

Donald Trump keeps saying things about crime in Washington, D.C. that — according to Daniel Dale of CNN — simply ain't true. According to FactCheck.org, what he's saying about Chicago is also a pack o' lies.

Donald Trump claims — and now his stooges at the U.S. Energy Department are backing him up on this — that wind and solar are useless for bad ways to generate energy because, you know, sometimes it isn't windy, sometimes the sun isn't out. According to Politifact, that ain't true either.

Donald Trump insists that the drawing and signature on a decades-old (and raunchy) birthday card to Jeffrey Epstein are forgeries. And come on…you don't need a link to know what an obvious lie that is.

Today's Bonus Video Link

We love flash mobs appearing out of nowhere in public places and performing. We also love the song "Bohemian Rhapsody." So here, from the streets of Paris…

Today's Video Links

Lying awake in bed this morning at 3 AM, I started watching videos on my iPhone from last night's late night shows. I found myself laughing out loud at several segments from Stephen Colbert's program…and by the way, I'll make one of my occasionally-right predictions. Colbert's ratings are up and he and his staff are clever enough to ride their nonsensical cancelation to a lot of tune-in…so there will come a day soon when Mr. Colbert will be faced with a choice: He'll have (and may already have) lucrative, guaranteed-we-won't-cancel-you offers to do essentially the same show elsewhere.

And whoever's running CBS this week will decide they'll be better off with him than without him. Not only will they get the ratings but they'll avoid nine or ten months of being hammered as craven Trump supplicants and bad programmers. I have no idea what Colbert will elect to do but I'll bet staying right where he is will be among the options.

Anyway, he's now been doing Late Show for ten years so, acting oddly like the series started with him, he did this last night…

…followed by this, later on…

…followed by this…

And also last night, Jon Stewart returned from vacation and did one of his funniest, on-target pieces on The Daily Show…

And with that, I went back to sleep for a few hours. I'm so glad we have those guys and their shows around.