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Comedy fans “of a certain age” are
in mourning today because the last of the great novelty record
masters is gone. Stan Freberg, who died yesterday at 88, had a career
that could've only existed in the Fifties. Freberg is best known for
two things: a series of comedy singles that were essentially pieces
of radio comedy retooled for the shorter, tighter 45 format; and a
series of TV ads that were bold, brash, self-referential, silly, and
yet still hyped the products in question.
There will no doubt be many encomiums
thrown Stan's way, and rightly so. I just wanted to focus in on the
moment at which John Lennon appropriated one of Stan's old ideas and
turned it into an avant-garde “experiment.”
Firstly, Freberg talking about his
interactions with John and Yoko on talk shows. When he came on Dick
Cavett's ABC show, he was informed that he would be on an episode
that contained the remainder of an interview with John and Yoko, and
he noted that that same thing had happened when he'd been on David
Frost's show in London:
The fact that Lennon knew who Freberg
was and wanted to meet him makes perfect sense, as John was a Spike
Milligan cultist who counted master-humorists Peter Cook and Viv Stanshall (gents he
inspired and whom I would argue inspired him greatly) among his friends in
mid-Sixties Swinging London.
John most certainly knew Stan's popular
singles, and one in particular, called “John and Marsha,” in
which two voices (Freberg as both John and Marsha) act out a full
soap opera in two and a half minutes by just saying each other's
names in different ways.
Yoko Ono has been accused by
commentators like Camille Paglia of having taken away John's sense of
humor, a notion that is patently untrue. Well, on further thought, it
did occasionally seem like it was true —
not in the political
moments so much as the avant-garde experimental mode where the “Joko”
team created music, films, and epigrammatic poetry that seemed to be
ripe for satire. Their three LPs together, the
Unfinished Music duo and Wedding
Album, are works executed in this mode. I am a devoted Lennon
fan, but even in my most diehard period of Beatle worship, I knew I
would listen one time and one time only to each of these LPs, so I
stopped even trying to acquire them (after finding an inexpensively
priced copy of Two Virgins, playing it once, and
realizing that the old nasty “play the album cover and throw the
album away” review wasn't far from wrong).
On the 1969 LP Wedding
Album, which was more of a commemorative package of the
Lennons' wedding (a box filled with various artifacts, including a
photo of wedding cake) than any kind of actually doted-on album, John
(or Yoko, or both, or some engineer they supervised) assembled an
audio collage of Lennon-Ono interviews for the second side of the
album.
The first side, however, contained a
specially recorded item, “John and Yoko,” a 22-minute experiment
in which the Lennons said each other's names over and over in
different tones while a recording of their heartbeats was heard
throbbin' away. The piece does start out as a joke, with John and
Yoko goofing around, but at various points they do try to reign it in
and pretend they're having sex or nuzzling each other, or “losing”
each other. In other words, they try to be serious, while
“appropriating” (let's be kind) a concept that Freberg did at
one-eleventh the length as a purely comic notion.
It is mighty silly, and you will most
likely never listen to it more than once, but now, thanks to the
wonder that is YouTube, we can readily summon up both Stan's original
and John and Yoko's “variation on a theme.” The Freberg name
appears nowhere in the album's credits (then again, this is around
the time that John unconsciously transformed Chuck Berry's “You
Can't Catch Me” into “Come Together”), but John did say
that they recorded it as “an extended, very extreme version of
'John and Marsha' that was out years ago by Stan Freberg.”
He
also said, “It also really makes your hair stand on end.” The
latter makes it appear that, yes, they weren't totally fooling around
with this album side-long riff on a two-and-a-half-minute novelty
record. Perhaps it isn't as Paglia believes, that Yoko was neutering
John's sense of humor — perhaps it was just the drugs....
*****
As a bonus, I will note that I am
proud to have featured Stan's Chun King-sponsored Chinese New Year
special from 1962 on the Funhouse TV show (and will probably rerun
that episode soon) more than once. I was unaware that he made
another, somewhat similar, special in 1980.
Stan's “Federal Budget Revue” was a
PBS special in which he talked, sang, and danced about government
expenditures. Freberg lives up to his appearance here (he had the
look of a Fifties “egghead” smart-guy), but the best part of the
show, as was always the case with Stan, are his musical numbers,
arranged by the great Billy May. The whole half-hour show can be seen
here:
Whatta head of hair that guy had! And
what a mind underneath it.
In his final years, Joe
Franklin had a lot in common with the great American directors of
Hollywood’s Golden Age. Like Howard Hawks, Edgar G. Ulmer, and
especially Orson Welles, Joe wasn’t content to be saluted for his
very real, very impressive, achievement in show business — the fact
that he had a talk show on for 40 years in one of the biggest markets
in America (his local station later becoming a “super station” on
cable) and that he had been involved with the format before the
concept was crystallized by Steve Allen on The Tonight
Show in 1954.
No, for Joe that wasn’t
enough. And so, like the aforementioned Hollywood giants (and
others from their era), he began to “touch up” his legacy in
nearly all of his later interviews to include new names in his roster
of A-list guests (for the most part, Joe's guests were indeed
nobodies — which is what made his show the odd viewing experience
that it was). Some of these stars never appeared on TV on any talk
show ever, others had their careers followed with eagle eyes by their
fan communities, yet Joe decided that he would say he had them on his
local NYC talk show. (And in most cases, he didn’t just have them
on, he had them on “four or five times,” “he cohosted a week of
shows”).
Thus there is a
problem: who exactly did Joe have on his show? Since he stated that
the first two decades of the program were wiped by the two stations
he was on (WJZ/WABC and WOR), it becomes harder to track the
recognizable names he did have on. As far as actual footage, the only
name star for which there is a kinescope is Sessue Hayakawa:
Barring footage, the
best source of verification are the on-set photos that Joe had taken
of his major guests – he and his producers recognized that it was
important to have shots of these guests for his archive (also,
obviously, for newspaper articles), so we have some great pictures of
Joe with A-listers. Many of them are contained in this opening
credits sequence from 1977:
In his book Up
Late with Joe Franklin (Scribner, 1995), the original
source of a bunch of his “yarns,” you can also see pics of Joe
with these celebs: Paul Newman, Sidney Poitier, Ethel
Waters, Paul Whiteman, Mike Douglas, Guy Lombardo, Mitchell Parrish,
Leopold Stokowski, Rodney Dangerfield, Georgie Jessel, Myrna Loy, John
Houseman, Mickey Rooney, Phyllis Diller, Stiller and Meara, Dyan
Cannon, Dick Shawn, Tony Curtis, Joan Rivers, Howard Stern, Tiny Tim,
Shari Lewis, Joe Louis, Jerry Lewis, Bill Cosby, and Dan Aykroyd. So
evidently Joe had a photographer on-set ready to document the guests
on the show, except for the “many times” he had Chaplin on....
The question is: why
the hell did Joe begin fabricating highly unlikely/utterly impossible
guest stars as the years went on? It's a puzzle, but perhaps it's the
same thing that motivated the directors I mentioned above. Director
Edgar G. Ulmer's tendency to lie about his past is discussed in Michael Palm's
great documentary Edgar G. Ulmer: The Man Off-Screen (2004).
It is posited that he simply wanted to be involved in all of the
seminal moments of German cinema (as it was, he was involved in the
production of a few Murnau classics and Menschen am
Sonntag with Wilder, Zinneman, and Siodmak, which in itself
should be enough). In this instance, one can see that his “disputed”
credits (read: his tall tales and yarns) have made it into his IMDB
filmography, but his Wikipedia entry notes that they are
unsubstantiated.
The extremely thorough,
nearly 800-page long, Howard Hawks: The Grey Fox of
Hollywood by Todd McCarthy also faces this brick wall of
old-guy lying: Hawks had an astounding life, in which he hunted with
Hemingway, counted Faulkner as a close friend and colleague, and gave
the first significant roles to many, many iconic actors and
actresses. So why did he perpetually lie to interviewers in his
dotage, claiming involvement in things that he had no hand in?
Perhaps it was that he had “run out” of stories – his known
stories (read: the true ones) had been revealed in prior interviews,
and he was trying to supply “new copy” to the latest set of
interviewers. McCarthy explores this in the book's lengthy foreword.
As for Welles, making up tall tales was part of his charm, and a big part of his legend. He was aware that people knew he was fabricating some stories and inflating the triumphs in others. He in fact made a cinematic essay that is one of the most profound statements on truth and lying ever. Orson was a proud liar, a man who was able to make art from his un-checkable yarns:
Perhaps a key element in Franklin's compulsion to make stuff up was the fact that the public's memory is extremely short, and never so much as in this lazy era when — as Chris Marker posited — your memory sits inside your computer. Thus, if
you're going to impress today's viewers with your having encountered
1950s celebrities, it's not that news-making to mention Mineo,
Mitchum, and the others. The current public perception of the Fifties
is represented by a small group of icons who adorn tchotchkes in stores everywhere:
Marilyn, James Dean, Brando, Sinatra, Gleason, Lucy, and of course
Elvis. If you want to get in the news, saying you interviewed Tony
Curtis is nowhere near as impressive as saying you fucked Marilyn,
even if you barely had contact with her.
This has become the
case with Jerry Lewis as well. Jerry *was* there, he did without
doubt know and work with all these people, he is the last living
A-list member of the extended Rat Pack “community,” and yet his
stories about them change from telling to telling (and even
autobiography to autobiography). Like Tony Curtis and Joe Franklin,
he also put in a claim to having slept with Marilyn many decades on.
That's also a key to
the old-guy yarn-spinning business: if someone died tragically and
became a legend decades ago, why is it that only *now* that you're
revealing your immortal meeting or sordid tryst with them? Tony
Curtis spent years saying his time with Marilyn on the set of Some
Like It Hot was hell on earth but then maintained late in
his life that he fucked her; when Jerry makes this claim –
along with a similar story about hunting for babes with JFK – he
often evokes laughter, because it's coming out of a clear blue
sky.
What it comes down to
is that Joe took on the role of a modern-day Munchausen. People are
entertained by seniors and like to hear their stories. If their
stories involve people that the public is unaware of, you will only
attract the fanboys, geeks, and true believers; if suddenly you
fucked Marilyn Monroe, you are part of some kind of historic chain of
important men — you join the Holy Trinity of guys who “passed
around dames,” namely Sinatra, Sam Giancana, and JFK.
Thus, Joe began
somewhere in the Nineties (a few years before his hoarding compulsion
got really, really overwhelming in his office) to lie in every single
interview. Big lies, small lies, odd lies, incredibly colorful lies,
lies worthy of Mark Twain or Damon Runyon, and lies that just made
you think “c'mon...”
Why is this important?
Well, on a certain level it isn't. Joe was just an older gent, an
incredibly fun character on the scene in Manhattan, a NYC show-biz
institution (that he was, there is no denying or diminishing that).
But I guess for someone like myself who really loves to research
things about cultural history, Joe's pervasive lies moved beyond cute
stories and became things that people quoted as being actual events.
The worst instance of this when he died was a sloppy Daily News obit that lifted the list of Franklin show
guests from his Wikipedia entry, which contains a bunch of Joe's
yarns, repeated as if they were truth. Thus the News
obit contains a list of completely unsubstantiated celebrities,
including two celebs who never did talk shows (Chaplin and “Gary
Grant” — nice!).
There is also the kind
of lie that is injurious. As I noted in my last blog entry on Joe, he frequently lied about the legal outcomes of his “character
defamation” cases, saying he won cases he lost or never even filed.
He also created wildly insulting lies about performers he was angry
at. His book Up Late contains two paragraphs of
slanderous lies about Uncle Floyd, all of them 100% untrue (see
Floyd's response to Joe's bizarre, libelous storytelling at 1:15 here).
So, while it became
part of Joe's charm to assume that everything he was saying was an
adorable made-up lie, there were stories of his that are somehow
being turned into entertainment fact via the unreliable institution
that is Wikipedia. And there are others (like the lies about Floyd)
that were simply petty and mean-spirited.
With that in mind, I
hereby assemble a “listicle” (I don't do 'em often, but sometimes
a topic cries out for the list formula) of Joe's most outlandish
show-biz-related yarns:
Bonus
yarn: Joe claimed he slept with not one but two blonde
bombshells of the Fifties. The lesser of the two (but still an
amazing icon) was Jayne Mansfield. Joe writes in his book Up
Late that she was on his show “twenty times” (no pics,
not a one!). He had a drink with her once:
(p. 121) “She and I
were having a drink alone together near my office when I felt her
smoldering touch, sensed her eyes filling with longing. I let the
alcoholic glow silence my resistance. What happened next is a blaze
of Toscanini — as I say, Jayne Mansfield was a brilliant violinist.
At about seven forty-five, at eight o'clock, there were frantic calls
all over town from the theater [where she was acting in Will
Success Spoil Rock Hunter?], from the stagehands, director,
the producer, until Jayne showed up, a half hour late for her
curtain. If someone asks, I didn't tell you this. You heard it from
someone else.”
It's hard to top that
torrid bit of trash prose, but here goes. If anyone does have
evidence that any of these interviews took place on Joe's show, I
will be happy to update, say I was wrong in that instance, and post
the stated evidence.
5. James
Dean/Al Pacino. In one of his last interviews, possibly his
last ever, Joe told Gilbert Gottfried and cohost Frank Santopadre on
the “Amazing Colossal Podcast” that he had many amazing
combinations of guests. He announced one of
these interesting pairings for the first time ever on the 'cast (hear it here at 11:10). He noted
that, back in the Fifties, he had James Dean on his show along with a
newcomer named Al Pacino. Gilbert and Frank were quite polite
listening to this odd revelation.
“C'mon...”
factor: He has no picture, never mentioned it before, and
James Dean was famous for about a year, from '54-'55; at the time Al
was 14-15 and not acting professionally.
4. John
Lennon. This one is a tangled mess — Joe introduced this
to my knowledge for the first time on Later with Bob
Costas in the Nineties. He claimed that he had a deal with
John: put Yoko on a few times and then John would appear on his TV
show. He thus added that he had Yoko on many times on his TV show,
but John was only on a few times. The only evidence that he
interacted with Yoko is a photo of her guesting on his radio show,
and his only interaction with John appears to have been a letter
Lennon wrote to him “explaining” Yoko's music and oddly sorta
asking Joe to give it a shot. (John namechecks avant-garde jazz
musicians Joe would've had no knowledge of or interest in, given his
musical preferences.)
“C'mon...”
factor: Here there is no greater “you shittin' me?”
element than the fact that no photos exist. John had already been a
Beatle, may not have been selling records as much as he used to, but
remained an A-lister who was photographed in various locations when
he moved to NYC. Presumably Joe's steadfast on-set photographer
called in sick each time John was on the Joe show. Curiously, Joe
also never mentioned these appearances when John was killed in 1980.
There's also the fact that pretty much every single day in the
Beatles existence has been chronicled in detailed books, none of
which mention appearances on the Franklin show.
3. Charlie
Chaplin. Joe began to tout Chaplin's name as a frequent
guest on his TV show in the last decade or so. If I remember
correctly, Chaplin used to rank with Garbo as one of the
people on his “wish list” (he had a story about a friend of Garbo
calling him about his radio show but never did quite bother to lie
about Greta being on his TV program — most likely because younger
folk don't know/care who she was). Suddenly, though, Charlie had been
on his program “four or five times.”
“C'mon...”
factor: Again, no on-set photo of Charlie Chaplin, one of
the most famous performers on the planet. The only fact that needs
repeating is that Chaplin left the U.S. for good in September 1952
because of political problems. Joe went on the air in Jan. 8, 1951,
so there's a very small window for Charlie to have shown up on the
show. And surely, if you're the biggest star on Earth, you're
certainly going to make your TV debut on a local, no-budget talk show
with a nostalgia theme, right?
2. Marilyn
Monroe: Joe was irresistible to blonde bombshells, we've
already seen that with Jayne (did Joe dally with Mamie as well? one
wonders). Joe's story, as told in Up Late, the
nexus for many of the Franklin yarns, is that Marilyn's press agent
set up a meeting between she and Joe because he wanted her to get on
the TV show Luncheon at Sardi's. The two struck it
off immediately (of course), and Joe suggested to a publisher,
Rudolph Field, that he write a book with Marilyn about her life (this
is when, Joe claims, she had brunette hair, which does run counter to
her chronology in the early Fifties when the story is taking place —
Niagara made her a saleable commodity, and she was
a blonde from that point on).
Joe did say in
interviews he had her on his TV show many times. But the piece de
resistance is his account of their having sex. They were working on
her autobiography (which, incidentally, did get written in 1956 as an item called My Story, ghosted by none other than Ben Hecht!). He remembered:
(p. 119) “One night
we were working late on the manuscript. I was astonished to feel her
hand on my knee. I stammered a weak protest. The rest is a fog of
Chinese food and Garry Moore [the two were presumably watching TV;
Garry was not in the room]. She had a very severe biological need, a
strong biological urge. I would characterize her as straight-ahead,
unemotional, businesslike. Not kinky. Neither dominant nor submissive
— neuter. A man could get her in the sack, and he would think that
he was the conqueror when actually she made the
conquest....”
“C'mon...”
factor: That damned on-set photographer, he kept calling in
sick! Given the frequency with which Joe says he met her, there
might've been one photograph of the two together, but none has
surfaced (time will only tell if there is any pertinent documentation
anywhere in his cluttered office or storage space). The book did
materialize, but isn't touted as an autobiography (strange, given
that the other ghost written book was touted as such). It is credited
to Joe and writer Laurie Palmer. As with the Beatles, there have been
countless tomes about Marilyn, none of which has seen fit to include
l'affaire Franklin.
1. John F.
Kennedy/Richard M. Nixon. There is nothing that approaches
this story for its sheer levels of comic invention and/or insanity. I
never heard Joe tell it in an interview, but there it is, tucked away
in that same urtext of true stories and bizarrely fabricated fakes,
Up Late. He's discussing how a local restaurateur
had a heart attack on the show, live, and...
(pp. 106-107) “He
slipped under the table, the camera got off him, and we called for
help. We did have a doctor at ABC, but he was busy reading the racing
form. Nixon and Kennedy were in the next room rehearsing for their
debate, and they ran in to help revive the guy. I had no choice but
to keep on going, to talk to another guest, the camera in close,
while they worked on the restaurant owner. It was already too late;
he was dead.”
This little inclusion
from Joe, the fact that Tricky Dick and Jack the Zipper were there to
help him out with a dead man, creates an image that deserves to be in
a deranged short story or most certainly a cartoon (perhaps a missing panel from "The Joe Franklin Story" by Drew Friedman and Josh Alan Friedman?). It's not even surreal, it's something like
a stroke of lying-genius. It's reaching out to grab any two celebrity
names and slapping them into your story. After Joe's death, someone
posted to the Net about their friend who did camerawork for Joe's
daytime ABC show. He noted that someone did die on the air and the
show kept going. No mention of Jack or Dick.
“C'mon...”
factor: C'mon. ****
The single best piece
of writing about Joe appeared in the Village Voice
at the time that his TV show left the airwaves. Nick Tosches wrote a
sublime piece on the man he called “the Lorenzo de' Medici of
divine mediocrity.” It can be found in its entirety here, as
reprinted in the terrific collection The Nick
Tosches Reader.
Nick declares (in a
piece that was lovingly illustrated by expert Franklin caricaturist
Drew Friedman), “I had seen Dracula rise from his coffin, I had seen
the Wolfman howl, the Invisible Man unravel, the Mummy walk. But Joe
and his baby hands and his shining forehead were a weirdness unto
themselves.”
He notes he left off
watching Joe at one point because he was unsettled by Joe’s “shoddy
carnival of nihilism.” He returned years later, though, for while
under the influence of Ronsonol, he began to understand Joe, “still
living, still beaming, still shrinking, still talking with zero
conviction about what he called, as if alluding to some dark
Zoroastrian duality, ‘the good nostalgia.’ ”
Nick proceeds to outline Joe’s career, supplying real, verified
dates (one of many things Tosches does brilliantly is research his
topics) for the many transitional moments in Joe’s TV show.
On to the video: Perhaps the best
example of Joe’s show is this representative episode from 1976,
which starts off in the middle of things with Joe errantly bringing
up Lee J. Cobb out of the blue to his panel.
Another example of the
oddness of the Joe show offers us in the first minute alone the
topics of bounty hunting, ham radio, and vaudeville. This is followed
by some trivia questions from Franklin “anchor man” Richie
Ornstein (when Joe couldn’t answer, he'd just snap out “I don’t
know,” indicating that Richie should move on). Joe prefigured a lot of
current reality shows by probing all of the details of the bounty
hunter’s life (and if you don’t care, as I don’t, you’ll be
bored to tears — just imagine you’re up at 1:00 a.m. watching it
with bleary eyes and nothing on the other channels….)
The most interesting
moments were when Joe met up with old comedians. Here, from his 40th
Anniversary special, is Joe hosting a panel of old Jewish comics:
Joey Adams, Henny Youngman, Freddie Roman, Mickey Freeman, and Bob
Melvin.
Last week I gave you two of the greatest comedians ever in a photo, this week I bring you two of the finest rebellious Lefty singer-songwriters meeting up in audio form. I had heard that John Lennon had met Phil Ochs (no surprise, as the two traveled in the same circles when “Jock and Yono” moved to Manhattan), but now there is audio proof the two hung out together — and John played dobro in accompaniment to Phil doing his terrific “Chords of Fame.” The Internet is rife with discoveries like these, but each one of them is sublime:
Two wonderful TV ads from 1974, both presenting a famous narrator speaking about a new record release. First up, it's Ringo shilling for his former bandmate Dr. Winston O'Boogie:
And an even more obscure cult figure, the "Old Philosopher" Eddie Lawrence, touting the joys of the Harry Nilsson LP "Pussycats" produced by the selfsame Jock (of Jock and Yono). I'd heard Harry do an Eddie Lawrence impression (with Flo and Eddie), but never knew the man himself was recruited for marketing:
We must all be EXTREMELY grateful to the posters on YouTube for supplying mighty rarities. In this case, a skit that was intended for the U.S. VHS release of Not Only... But Also, the compilation of rediscovered vintage BBC Cook and Moore programs, but was cut at the very last minute because Yoko forbade it (she apparently owns John's likeness). This information (as to why it was cut) was included in an interview I read with Dudley Moore; he was asked about the skit because a photo from the skit appeared on the VHS box and it wasn't contained in the actual program. It did air in England, though, and some wonderful fan who names himself "The Drinking Man" (I owe ya a round, buddy) put it up on YouTube:
It's very far from the funniest Cook and Moore bit (it's a riff on the then-popular "Ad Lib Club" in London), but it does contain Beatle John (after Revolver I believe) in his only on-screen encounter with offscreen friend and conversational rival Peter Cook. The official bio of Cook by Harry Thompson gives us a very colorful picture of Cook's dinner parties. It seems that in the mid-'60s Pete would hold a party with his wife, with partner Dudley in attendance on piano, while Cook and Lennon (who occasionally brought Paul) competed to see who would dominate the proceedings talk-wise. It's noted that as they bowed to each other (only one could be talk-king at any gathering, the guest roster would include Terry and Julie (Stamp and Christie), "Ken" Tynan, young model "Charlie" Rampling, and a host of other insanely talented folks. John and Peter would shut up in the presence of certain elder statesmen of gab, including Peter Ustinov and the sainted madman Spike Milligan. Ah, to have been a fly on the wall... (then again, we saw how flies were treated in Bedazzled....)
Here is a link to the amazing bounty of 150 (!) clips put up by the mighty Drinking Man.