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Well, last week it was... summer.
Well, last week on this day, anyway.
Everybody has different thoughts about the changing of the seasons, huh?
Mine is, I like summer.
No apologies,
eh?
But it's a time for reflection, I think.
So many songs about, well, it's autumn but I remember summer or feelings along that line.
Well, it still looks like summer out there.
October when the trees are empty to the heavens and those leaves on the road.
You feel the breath of what's coming morning and evening.
Days are
calm.
Solemn, if you will.
Solemn, if you won't.
And there's kind of a reverence, a meekness in
there.
I won't rub it in, but we have our memories of the fall.
Maybe yours have to do with school.
High school, college.
And the music of the stars.
fire up a few thoughts, I promise.
With an autumn serenade, there's a title for you.
The music of the stars on the Civic Media Radio Network all the way to high noon.
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Good morning.
Dinah shore nobody
better
No secret.
Johnny Mercer and Michele
Grant.
Beneath September sky
Like a springtime kiss, it seems
It's September in Wisconsin And the maple start to turn There's a chill along Lake Michigan And the autumn fires burn From Green Bay south to racing To Kenosha by the shore You can feel the days grow shorter And the summer days before When September
September goes, where does summer go?
Does it drift across the waters where the autumn breezes blow?
From to Richland Center, from Eau Claire to La Crosse.
We hold on to September, though we know
There's a golden river glow While the pine trees outside wall saw Hear the north winds softly blow And in Appleton the twilight Falls upon the fox below As the bells of distant autumn Tell us summer has to go When September goes away
Does it leave a little sunshine in the hearts we used to know?
From Oshkosh to Stevens Point From Fond du Lac to Jamesville There are memories of summer that September cannot kill Soon the fields will turn to air
The first frost may appear, but the warmth of August Eve
The music of the star.
Civic Media Radio
Network.
Set two cups upon the table.
Then smile to find you weren't yet there.
Take your time, my dear, the evening sky.
There's nowhere else I'd rather be.
The kettle sings.
The old clock takes its time And every minute brings you back to me The corner shop has closed its shutters A bus rolls slowly down the lane
Let's save the little piece of lemon cake.
You said you'd come and try again.
Take your time, my dear.
The evening's kind.
There's nowhere else.
Kettle sings the old clock takes its time and every minute brings you
of the star.
The morning start with silver frost The summer days are gone The maple leaves are turning red
Has autumn passing by Oh, Wisconsin in October What a beautiful sight to see With the colors on the hillsides And the leaves upon the trees From the lake shore to the country roads There's magic in the air Oh, Wisconsin in October There's autumn everywhere The pumpkins line the farm stands The cider starts to float
From La Crosse to Kenosha From Green Bay to Eau Claire The colors paint Wisconsin With beauty everywhere A country road, a covered bridge A farmhouse on a hill October writes a picture
The love.
Here's Gordon Jenkins with Francis Selver.
One day you turn around and it's summer.
Next day you turn around.
and the winter.
Wishing well Now I'm watching children's carousels And
their
laughter's music to my ears And I find That I'm smiling gently as I
September the war September
as frank with gordon jenkins always like jenkins music we'll be featuring him as months rolled by and i want to tell you uh people love autumn they say but yet these songs seem to be mmm give me a word depressing no that's not the word um morose well we're getting close now um thoughtful yet right yeah
filled with memories of the summer, whether or not it was that memorable.
Here's music that is.
It's Eric Coates.
Let me tell you about him.
Let him tell you about him.
The music of Eric Coates.
We're continuing in our series on angelology.
If you are still trying to remember what is an angel, you can click on our link to the first
video.
Who was that anyway?
Who was that
talking?
Oh, okay.
The music of Eric Coates, that's right.
British composer and you know his music if you don't know Eric.
The golden years of light music, first half of the 20th century, he wrote so many themes for television and radio.
Fantasies, sweets, serenades, waltzes.
Classical training at the Royal Academy of Music.
That's nobody's surprise.
The BBC had light music orchestras in.
Today, the music seems to be caught in a time warp.
Here, let me play this for you.
It is half a century and a fragrant memory away in the Blue Ridge foothills of North Carolina on a dusty country road 30 miles northwest of Pilate Mountain.
Stay on that road.
It is taking you home to a place that shines in your heart like a lighted window on a dark night to a little town that rises from the mountain mist like a backwoods Brigadoon.
to a gentle community called Mount Airy.
There, everybody knows everybody and everybody is worth knowing.
Mr. Forrest, the town barber, whose shop was in the square next to the shoe store.
Pretty Ms.
Valentine, the fourth grade teacher, secret sweetheart of every small boy, whoever day dreamed in her class.
Greffold Wade Stillman, the proprietor of the local pool hall, keeper in line of the town's mischievous teenagers.
There's Floyd Pike, the kindly electrician, and best merit to the stern-faced lady principal of Rockford School, and Sam Patterson, the smiling, handshaking town sheriff.
Their homes are all there, on streets lined with silver, maple, and sycamore, in a place of happily ever aftering called Mount Airy.
This is as it was 50 years ago, when a boy was growing up there.
A boy who lived on Haymore Street in a white frame house with a swing on the front porch.
He loved to fish in Lovell's Creek for horny heads and perch.
Down where the afternoon breezes whispered in the birch trees.
Down by the big slick rock that jutted five yards out into the stream.
He loved to swing on the rope that hung from a neighbor's tree or sit on the curb at night with the other boys, playing the harmonica and telling ghost stories.
His dad was shipping foremen at the local furniture company.
The boy worked there during summer months.
And then came the autumn.
When the sycamores would turn brown and the silver maples would explode in crimson and yellow flame and it was back to the red brick schoolhouse on Rockford Street.
After school there was Lamb's drugstore for a soda and a free stand on the scale with a big glass dial.
And there were Saturday matinees at the Grand.
and Sunday services at Hamer Street Baptist, and picnics in the Glen, and hot dogs at the Snappy Lunch Cafe, and a constant companion mongrel pooch named Tippi, who rode everywhere in a handlebar basket on the boy's bicycle.
And one day that same boy left his happy haven in the Blue Ridge Foothills, first for the University at Chapel Hill, and then forever.
But he took with him an overstuffed scrapbook of Mount Erie memories, a collection of unfading photographs of all his mind, landscapes of enchanted places, portraits of a warm family and true friends and good neighbors, and from those recollections always arose the aroma of love, the tide at bound, the true magic of that otherwise insignificant town, and those gentle ghosts continued to haunt the boy wherever he went until he brought them to life.
for the rest of us to share.
You may have wondered where that wonderful place came from.
Well it was real and for one brief shining moment it belonged to a boy who grew up and had a television show and took us smiling by the hand to once upon a time.
The boy was Andy Griffith and his beloved country Camelot Mount Airy.
became Mayberry USA and now you know the rest of the story
Well now take down your fishing pole and meet me at the fishing hole We may not get a bite all day, but don't you rush away?
What a great place to rest your bones and mighty fine for skipping stones you feel fresh
As a lemonade, a setting in the shade Whether it's hot, whether it's cool Oh, what a spark for whistling like a fool What a fine day to take a stroll And wander by the fishing hole I can't think of a better way to pass the time of
day
to call the road when we get to the vision hole there be you me and old dog trade to do the time away if we don't hook a perch or bass we'll cool our toes in dewy grass or else pull up a weed to char and maybe setting jar hanging around taking our e watching that hound
or
scratching
I'm gonna take down your fishing pole and meet me at the fishing hole.
I can't think of a better way to pass the time of day.
No question about it, the happiest times in my recording career were the days I worked with Louis Armstrong.
Just being in the same room with this fellow when he's coming on is a complete joy and inspiration.
His talent and his enthusiasm is so infectious.
Well, I really think some of it rubbed off on me because I almost got with it here.
I'll
tell you why I can't find you.
Every time I go out to your place, you're gone fishing.
Oh, you know.
Well, there's a sign upon your door.
Uh-huh.
Gone fishing.
I'm real gone, man.
You ain't working anymore.
There's your hole out in the sun Where you left a row half done You claimed it whole and there ain't no fun But I can prove it You ain't got no ambition Gone fishing By a shady weighty pool Shangri-la, really la I'm wishing I could be that cat
Shall I twist your arm?
I'd say no more work for mine.
Welcome to the club.
On my door I'd hang a sign, gone fishing, instead of just a wishin'.
Papa Bing, I'm
stopped by your place a time or two lately, and you aren't home either.
Well, I'm a busy man, Louis.
I got a lot of big deals cookin'.
I was probably tied up at the studio.
You aren't
tied up, you dog.
You just playin' old gone fishing.
Ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo,
ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo,
ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-boo, ba-
Got no ambition.
You're convincing me.
Got your hound dog by your side.
That's
old Cindy Lou going
with you.
Get
away from me, boy, you're bothering me.
Folks won't find us now because Mr. Satch and Mr. Crawl.
I have to watch the river to see that it doesn't stop and stick around the rosebud so they'll know when to pop.
Better keep the crickets cheerful, they're really a solemn bunch.
Puzzle, bustle, and only an hour for lunch.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
la, la,
la,
la,
la, la,
la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
We're busy doing nothing, working the whole day through.
Trying to find lots of things not to do.
We're busy going nowhere, isn't it just a crime?
We'd like to
be
unhappy, but we never do have the
time.
I
have to wake the son up.
He's libel to sleep all day.
Turn and then inspect the rainbow so they'll be bright and gay.
You must rehearse the songbirds.
To see that they sing in key.
If you insist, I do by all means.
Hustle bustle and never a moment free.
Bing Crosby.
Bill Bendix.
Sir Cedric Hartley.
We're
busy.
I was working.
I was making a comic book.
Where are you getting a comic book?
That don't feed you, my friend.
Hey, wait a minute.
That don't put food in the icebox.
Wait a minute.
Ah, don't give me that.
Wait a minute.
Stop.
Yeah, but I think I heard something.
I don't know.
Why?
Did you say you were out all day working?
I was out there looking for a job.
Did you get it?
Yes, I got a job.
Well, good.
I had to get a job.
You don't want to work.
What are you doing?
I got a job in a bakery.
Good.
What are you doing there?
Loping.
You're working?
Certainly.
Doing what?
A loafing.
Well, that's what I was doing here.
I was just taking it easy.
No, no, no, no, no.
That kind of loafing.
You're just a lazy idiot.
But there's a kind here.
I was taking it easy, same as you.
I work when I loaf.
How can you work a loaf at the same time?
Why not?
Can you do that?
That's what they pay me for.
They pay you for what?
The loaf.
How do they pay you for loafing?
You're in a baker's, do you?
You
gotta do something.
I'm
in a baker, so I'm loafing there.
You just go to work in a bank of store and you don't do a thing.
Oh, yes, oh, yes.
How much they pay in a bank of store for loafers?
A dollar and a half an hour.
For loafing?
A union, man.
I belong to the union.
I'm loafing here.
I ain't getting a nickel for it.
Well, you're not supposed to get any money for that kind of loafing.
Well, can I loaf there, would you?
I should say not.
You've got to join a union.
I've got to join a union or loafers?
You can't loaf without, uh, uh, belonging to the union.
Well, what do you think of that?
Well, you mean I gotta join our union in order to love?
Well, certainly.
Well, don't say nothing, but I was loafing here without the union.
No, you aren't loafing here.
You
can't loaf here.
You can't loaf here.
You got no dough.
I got no dough.
That's why I'm loafing, because I got no dough.
Oh, no.
If you had dough, you could loaf.
But then you'd have to get a cart and join the union.
You mean you gotta have dough to loaf?
Oh, sure.
How can you loaf without dough?
That's very hard.
I've been trying.
You can't do it.
You can't do anything.
I can't retire right now.
I gotta have a job.
Sunday, come down to the bakery.
I'll show you how to loaf.
There's Bud and Lou.
Love those guys, grew up with them.
Television and movies.
Who hasn't seen?
Having a Costello on the big screen.
Francis Wayne.
Sam Donahue in the orchestra.
I ain't right too sure, but I hate work.
Loafin' on a lazy day, just chillin' on a piece of new moon hair.
And watchin' cotton clouds go drippin' lazily.
The sky's so blue, but I ain't blue, not me.
Gee, but I could lie here all day long, lookin' at the purple hair.
But my past is Lofen's my hero You'll never have a son to pay your bills All their life's folks work and fret And still they never made themselves from death So I'm just gonna dream until I'm old and gray You'll find me Lofen on a lazy day
Oh, sure, sure.
You're a bigger loafer than me, too, aren't you?
Well, you're no loafer.
No, I'm not.
No, certainly not.
But you are.
You got just a lazy no good for nothing.
ride to sure but I hate words loafing on a lazy day just you but on a piece of new moon hay and watching cotton clouds go drifting lazily the sky's so blue I ain't blue not me gee but I could lie here all day long
Lookin' at the purple hills But my pa says, Lovin's mighty wrong You'll never have a cent to pay your bills All their lives folks work and pray And still they never free themselves from debt So I'm just gonna dream until I'm old and gray You'll find me lovin' on the lazy day
with a shovel or a thing.
The music of the stars.
Bunny Bear in.
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The music of the stars.
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When we did our first Amore album six years ago, Andrea got on the piano and started doing a Neil Diamond song.
And it sounded great and it was amazing.
So I asked him if he would do it for this concert, but I wanted to hear it in Italian.
So Andrea wrote a beautiful Italian lyric to this beautiful Neil Diamond song.
Can I say something?
Please.
So the truth is that David hate my English.
He hate my English That's not true for this reason.
He told me please sing this song in Italian and I that is I have written the lyrics I tried okay
the music of the star with Andrea Bocelli the morning It's still
September
Melody con gli occhi tuoi Eppure è stato così dolce Il tempo con te Tutti porti via, tutta la mia felicità Hai già deciso e così sia Vai con l'estate
Settembre già.
Domani tutto sembrerà normale.
Forse non ci sarà neppure amore mia.
Tempo per abbracciarti ancora e diti a dir...
I'll be strong and you'll see.
Don't worry if my face seems a bit tired, you know.
No, I've never slept, because in front of you I had your eyes, those eyes that look beyond me.
September is now.
Ne qui si prende con l'estate i sogni miei.
Tutto sembra tranquillo e invece te ne vai.
Settembre passerà, ma tu non...
That's it.
Andrea Bocelli, Neil Diamond, Gilbert Biccau.
Thank you very much.
I really love this song.
Thank you.
The music of the start.
More from Bocelli in a bit.
But
now...
People start to turn There's a chill
along Lake
Michigan And the autumn fires burn From Green Bay south to racing To Kenosha by the shore You can feel the days grow shorter Than the summer days before When September goes away
does it drift across the waters where the autumn breezes blow from to Richland center from Eau Claire to the cross we hold on to September though we know
There's a golden river glow While the pine trees outside wall saw Hear the north wind softly blow And an apple tin the twilight Falls upon the fox below As the bells of distant autumn Tell us summer has to go When September goes
Where does summer go?
Does it leave a little sunshine in the hearts we used to know?
From Oshkosh to Stevens Point, from Fond du Lac to Jamesville There are memories of summer that September cannot
Soon the fields will turn to amber and the first frost may appear But the warmth of August evenings will remain with us all year From the Lake Geneva shoreline to the hills of early snow We'll remember Wisconsin summer when September
When September goes And the autumn shadows grow I'll remember you beside me By the lake shore long ago From Milwaukee to Kenosha Every road I used to know I'll hear summer in the distance
Set.
There's Tony with Hershey
Faith.
Little boy.
Let go!
Percy Faith, Ray Evans, Jay Livingston Lyrics.
That's from a movie, The Oscar, and Tony Bennett had one particular role in that picture.
And it's forgotten today, for some reason.
The Oscar, 1966.
Yeah, that many years ago.
The Music of the Star.
Your blue scarf rests beside the chair Still holding traces of your hair The kettle cools, the room turns grey I count the words I couldn't say If memory
I could change its mind I'd leave the door
Careful script from years before The paper smells of cedar
the same.
There were just roads that led to you I have kept the little promise And my heart has kept
This is Percy Faith.
He lived in Chicago.
But he was born in Toronto, Ontario.
He had a bunch of gold records.
One was themed from a summer place.
And Delicato, that was in 52.
Theme from Moulin Rouge the next day.
Started out on violin, he did, and at a fire burned his hands terribly.
Switched to piano.
and conducting.
Conducted for Tony Bennett, Doris Day, Johnny Mathis.
And he could tell a story like few other orchestra leaders could.
I'll have an example for you.
Pursue faith
an example.
Percy Faith wrote this, it didn't chart at all.
It's pretty much unknown today, more is the pity, but Percy tells a story about a little lost dog walking on the city street.
See what I mean.
Percy Faith.
Here's his gold record, 1952.
Percy Faith.
Percy Faith, 1952.
Wally Esavito.
Delacado, delicado, please handle with care.
Delacado, delicado, this love is so rare.
Love, oh love, oh love is such a delicate thing.
A lover's kiss is like the flutter of a butterfly wing.
A lover's heart must have another heart to which it can claim, take my heart.
I gladly give it all to you.
Delicado,
delicado, please handle with care.
Delicado, delicado, this love is so rare.
me what a lover should be here is my kiss oh take it darling won't you take it from me here's my heart and while you hold it hold it delicately take my heart but never break my heart and do
dream is heaven when you flatter it.
Oh, a jealous breath of air can scatter it.
Oh, an unkind word and you can shatter it.
So please handle every dream with care.
And while you hold it, hold it delicately.
Take my heart, but never break my heart in two.
Delicado, delicado, please handle with care.
That's Dinah Shore and Jack Lawrence put the English version of those lyrics.
This is Percy Faith's almost-themed song, 1960.
So many disc jockeys open with bouquet
Percy Faith, one time Duke Ellington went into the recording session.
Percy Faith and the control booth, and there was Duke Ellington.
There's a night creature, and he shows up at a recording date for the Percy Faith Orchestra.
And Duke said, I want to learn how to write for strings.
And that's that string writing where Columbia was convinced to record that first all-string orchestra.
Gold Record Award winning album Bouquet, and that was Bouquet that led to all those Percy Fates string albums.
They're culminating in the 60s with string arrangements of Beatles music.
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Here's Jimmy
Dorsey.
Why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first nighting.
Glittering crowds and a shimmering cloud.
In canyons of steel They're making me feel I'm home It's autumn in New York That brings the promise of new life
Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain.
Dreamers with empty hands may sigh for exotic lands.
It's autumn.
It's good to live it again.
the dark on benches in central park it's autumn in new york it's good
Vernon Duke.
Remember as a kid going on a Saturday morning trip to the local movie house?
Inside that smell of popcorn, those rituals, finding a seat, the lights went down, and the curtain would open, those adventures on that silver screen.
It was something special about stepping out of the sunlight.
Saturday afternoons in October, that small town movie theater, some of them are still around.
That ticket booth was like a fortress that lined up with a crumpled dollar bill, candy wrappers on the floor, and that velvet rope.
The lights would dim.
But the moment the curtain opened.
And the adventure is on that silver screen.
the flicker of the projector, the sound of a pipe organ, the smell of popcorn in the air, finding that perfect seat.
It's something that just can't be replicated in your home, no matter how big your flat screen is.
Welcome to the Redford Theatre.
Inside one of Michigan's hidden gems, a beacon in a struggling neighborhood on the outskirts of Detroit.
The theater opened in the winter of 1928 as the city of Detroit was rapidly growing and the early auto industry was booming.
But not everyone was a rich auto baron.
Hardworking folks came here to see a second-run movie for just 30 cents.
The inside was hardly a second-rate experience.
with an interior designed to transport patrons to a Japanese garden featuring Bogota style roofs and murals, a deep blue ceiling like a sky filled with stars, and live music on a glistening new pipe organ.
After the bombing of Pearl Harbor in 1941, the Japanese look was out.
All the decor was removed or painted over.
It wasn't until the 1990s that the Japanese motif was eventually painstakingly restored.
Despite war and recessions, the Redford Theater has been a continuous operation for more than 90 years.
I joined this organization back in 1983.
One day I wandered up here and the projectionist at that time asked me, do I want to...
learn how to run the projectors.
I'm always amazed when we get the big crowds.
We try to run film when we can.
As time goes on, it gets to be harder, but we still maintain all the ability to show all the different formats plus the
digital.
You can watch a Hollywood classic on 35 millimeter film.
Movies like The Breakfast Club or Stanley Kubrick's 2001 Space Odyssey are screened here.
Not just movies from the Golden Era film, even Harry Potter is welcome with the Redford Theatre.
But the true heart of the Redford Theatre is the original Barton Pipe Organ.
We open our doors an hour before the movies.
I would be or whoever would be playing this organ.
It's the 1928 Barton Theatre Pipe Organ.
and the sounds just permeate throughout the whole theater because of the pipes, the way that the sound resounds throughout the theater.
and families make memories watching Hollywood classics and modern-day favorites.
Enjoy!
and happiness I see in you.
This is The Music of the Stars.
Stand by for news next on NBC.
This is Monica Mancini.
It's a love story to the neighborhood movie theaters.
Let me recommend a picture about that called Chinamaparadiso, the Paradise Theater.
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Just before news...
Played a great theme from Chinamaparadiso.
I was gonna move on, but I think I'm gonna just dwell on that a bit.
Those great old movie palaces.
Have a word with Gene Kelly next.
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Welcome aboard.
Pick yourself now on a Saturday morning.
School just started and there you are with your buddies and the kids from down the block you don't really know.
You're lined up in front of the old majestic theater ready to plop down your quarters for a Saturday matinee of some 10-year-old movies.
The Will Turn Theater in Los Angeles, one of America's picture palaces built in 1931 and reopened 54 years later in May of 1985.
Hi, I'm Gene Kelly and I want you to come with me back to a time when where we went to the movies was as important as the movies we went to see.
It all began here in the early days of the century in arcades where we looked through tiny windows onto a special world.
What we saw transported us to other worlds, pictures that moved, lived, and we traveled outward to the stars, or inward to all those hidden places where we keep our own dreams.
What we saw was unbelievable, amazing, strange, and exciting.
It made us laugh and cry.
It helped us celebrate the good times and forget the bad times.
This was the magic of the movies.
And every day, more and more people came to see this eighth wonder of the world.
But take a look at where we went to the movies in those very early days.
Narrow, small rooms called Nickelodeons, because that's what it costs to get in.
A nickel.
A screen at one end.
a projection and ticket booth at the other end, bare walls and very uncomfortable seats.
Something like the movie theaters of today.
But even Nichols had up.
By 1917, Charlie Chaplin was making a million dollars a year.
The movies were becoming big business.
And so the builders and the architects...
Men with a dream, with vision, began to build larger and grander theaters that by 1920 would bring millions of people to the movies.
And studio heads like William Fox and Marcus Low, who helped pay for the early picture palaces, built even more extravagant theaters, trying to outdo each other in magnificent excess.
These early theaters became in themselves major cultural events.
in both large and small cities.
Everybody had to go to the movies to see the newest theater.
The men who built these great theaters were themselves showmen.
Sid Grauman, Alabama Cats, William Foxx, Roxy Rothable, and as the movies got bigger and more spectacular, the theaters rivaled them in size and imagination.
These theaters were, in scale and luxury, a fantasy come true.
Many of them equaled the ornate and beautiful opera houses and concert halls of the 19th century.
Actually, some of these early picture palaces were imitations of great European theaters, like the Paris Opera House.
In 1919, New York proudly revealed the 5,000-seat capital, and in the decade between 1920 and 1930,
More than 250 major movie theaters opened their doors to a public that just couldn't get enough of the movies.
By 1930, 19 million Americans were going to the movies every week.
Do you know what it used to cost to sit in a large, beautiful place like this for an afternoon or an evening just to watch movies?
65 cents.
And for that 65 cents, you got not only the movie that you had waited weeks to see, you got music and live entertainment.
From the moment we arrived to buy our tickets, it was a sense of something special, a feeling that was an event, that once we stepped inside these picture palaces, we would be entering another world.
Valley, Huey, Hollywood.
Where any office boy or young mechanic can be a panic with just a good-looking pan.
Famous theater owner Marcus Lowe said, we sell tickets to theaters, not movies.
Marquis excited our sense of anticipation, the ticket booths, even the tickets themselves.
The ushers, they were all like attendants at the court of some fabulous legendary king.
We waited for the show to begin in great spacious areas surrounded by golden statues, flickering lamps, and gilded decorations.
Ornate ceilings looked down on us from incredible heights, like the great cathedrals of Europe we'd only seen in pictures.
We were, all at once, in ancient Egypt, in a Chinese palace, a Mayan temple, in a Persian garden, or in an underwater grotto.
When it was time for the show to begin, we walked up wide staircases.
holding onto the carved or gilded banisters which would have pleased the crowned heads of Europe.
And when, finally, we entered the theatre itself, we were already changed.
We had left behind the everyday world and we were ready for that special magic that was the movies.
And the movies didn't just start.
The lights dimmed and in many
of those wonderful theaters, the mighty Warlitzer Organ began to rise out of the darkness.
Gaylord Carter began playing the organ in theaters in the 1920s and has been entertaining audiences for over 16 years.
You sing and in the rain What a glorious feel And I'm happy again I'm laughing at clouds So dark up above The sun's in my heart And I'm ready for love Let the stormy clouds change
Singin'
of such ornate movie theaters, but it emptied existing theaters and bankrupted the companies that owned them.
Only a few years after they had opened, many palaces had to close their doors.
The end of the Depression helped a little.
Business picked up slowly, but it was World War II that gave movie palaces their last hurrah.
Gas rationing, a spirit of camaraderie, a lure of the newsreel in a pre-television age,
pulled in the crowds day and night.
In the 1950s, the movie boom went bust.
The studios were compelled by antitrust legislation to sell off their theaters.
The coming of television and the middle-class flight to the suburbs heard movie going in general, but hardest hit were the downtown palaces.
Treasures were auctioned off.
Theaters were torn down or carved up.
or simply reduced to rubble.
A few lingered on, but only as shadows of their former splendor.
Some survived by showing action movies at bargain prices.
Vandalism was rife.
Owners could scarcely afford heating bills, much less a platoon of uniformed ushers.
Surrounded by the ruins of New York's Roxy, Gloria Swanson says farewell to the picture palace she had launched a mirror
30 years before.
Then when all seemed lost, new uses were found for the picture palaces.
They were transformed into theaters, symphony halls, and centers for the performing arts.
Recycled as churches and sporting arenas, and all at a fraction of the cost of new construction.
Citizen groups and individuals
rallied to save theaters like the Atlanta Fox, the Oakland Paramount, and the Columbus Ohio on the very eve of its destruction.
Mary Bishop, who helped save the Ohio, remembers the struggle and the victory.
There were other people who became involved in it.
We began to look more closely at it.
All we knew in the beginning was that the building was sound, structurally, that it had good acoustics.
It had a marvelous location right across the street from the capital of the state.
And Columbus needed a performing arts center.
That's really why we began the movement to save this theater.
As beautiful as these theaters are, they do not serve the performing arts well without a great deal of alteration.
Malcolm Holtzman was the architect who designed the restoration of the Ohio Theater.
The Ohio has been in the process of being restored for 10 years.
The building is being faithfully restored.
Sometimes restoration is interpreted because you don't know how it was originally in appearance.
That building was in relatively good shape.
It was only dirty.
In fact, very minor modifications had been made.
The films may fade from memory, but the great picture palaces that were their homes have been reborn.
Across America, old palaces are bringing new vitality to the heart of our cities.
They are priceless resources, both as architecture and as places of entertainment.
The American picture palaces, they were both a reality and a fantasy.
They were a part of our past and now are becoming once again a part of our present.
and our future.
Today, almost 70 years after the birth of the American Picture Palace, we can again enjoy an acre of seats in a garden of dreams.
You're wrong.
You are, you know.
Oh, I know she doesn't look
like much now, but once, once this place was like a palace.
A palace?
That's why we call her majestic.
Any man, woman, child could buy their ticket, walk right in.
Here they'd be.
Here we'd be.
Yes, sir.
Yes, ma'am.
Enjoy the show.
And in they'd come entering a palace like in a dream, like in heaven.
Maybe you had worries and problems out there, but once you came through those doors, they didn't matter anymore.
And you know why?
Chaplin, that's why.
And Keaton and Lloyd.
Garbo, Gable and Lombard and Jimmy Stewart, Jimmy Cagney, Fred and Ginger.
They were gods.
And they lived up there.
That was Olympus.
Would you remember if I told you how lucky we felt just to be here, to have the privilege of watching them?
I mean, this television thing, why would you want to stay home and watch a little box?
Because it's convenient, because you don't have to get dressed up, because you can just sit there?
I mean, how could you call that entertainment alone in your living room?
Where's the other people?
Where's the audience?
Where's the magic?
and happy...
Here's Glenn Close.
This is from Sunset Boulevard on stage.
Norma Desmond thinks they want her back for a picture.
They don't.
They want her
car.
Glenn Close, right there.
There's the Enigar
man.
Irving Berlin wrote that.
Rarely heard today for some reason.
His high school classmates in those days called him greaseball, sometimes mullet.
That's what they called the youngsters from his side of the tracks.
It was a fisherman's neighborhood.
To his family and friends, he was just plain buddy.
One day, buddy discovered something remarkable he could run.
He could run faster than anybody else in the school.
As his track talent became known, the slurs diminished.
Soon, he was buddy to everybody.
It's an old story, really.
Social success through athletic prowess.
Buddy, the virile, dark-eyed, crew-cutting jock, made the best of his promising situation, and he went out for football.
And was he good?
In fact, he was so enthusiastic about his own ability that, once when he made a touchdown, he kept right on running, right up into the stands to take a bow.
Of course, the girls who would never have dated a grease ball or a mullet just couldn't wait for a date with Buddy.
He was on top of the world and still climbing.
Offered football scholarships from several colleges.
Buddy chose Florida State University.
A decision based on the favorable ratio of women to men.
Freshman year Buddy was half back.
in a half dozen varsity games.
His outstanding performance on the field led to immediate recognition.
He was chosen to play for Florida State in the Sun Bowl that same season.
Now already he was drawing the attention of pro football scouts and before his freshman year was over he buddy, the boy from the wrong side of the tracks, was crowned with the titles of Allstate and All-Southern.
Each day brought him a little closer to his goal, a career in professional football and then
Then one night, Buddy's world turned upside down.
He was in training for his second season at Florida State.
One week before the opening game, he pulled some cartilage in his knee.
The injury and subsequent operation sent him home for recuperation.
Now Buddy's home recuperating, his knee was almost well, but Dad, concerned for his son's future in football, imposed a strict curfew.
Buddy must get enough rest, his father said.
One night,
Nearly-mended buddy was out on a date, and he was getting late, and he dropped the girl at home.
Now, to make curfew, he was barreling down the highway at a hundred miles an hour.
But he never saw the flatbed truck in his path, the one he crashed into, the one that dumped his car engine into his lap.
Miraculously, his life was spared, though his future in football was not.
While they were patching him up, his spleen was removed, his shattered legs did heal, but not well enough.
by the time buddy made it back to the gridiron it was apparent that he'd lost the spark he once had he'd always be a good player but now he would never be great again for stubborn buddy that made no sense so he quit football right then and there right in the middle of the season and took the first job to come his way as a motion picture stunt man for 20th century fox you never knew buddy the boy his classmates called grease ball until he found out that he could run
The youngster with a choice of football scholarships hailed as all-american and all-southern and scouted by the pros in his freshman year of college, scouted as a professional football player in his freshman year.
You never knew that young man.
But you knew the man he became following a near-fatal car wreck.
The disheartened fellow who stumbled into the movies on a pair of legs that had lost their magic.
You know, buddy, as...
You know, buddy, as Bert Reynolds, only now you know the rest of the
story.
And I'll probably miss a bar.
That was good.
But if this diddy is not so pretty, at least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the
top.
You're a walled-off salad.
You're the
top.
You're a girly ballad.
You're a baby grand double lady and a gent.
You're an old Dutch master.
I'm a
lazy
loud that is just about to
stop
with Madeline
Kahn.
This guy's out of Madison.
His name's Dean Elliott.
Ah, that Dean Elliott.
The music of the stars.
Pause now for NBC
News.
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Oh, Wisconsin in October, what a beautiful sight to see, with the colors on the hillsides and the leaves upon the trees, from the lake shore to the country roads, there's magic in the air.
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West and plain, there's extra difference where you go.
Cinderella and a fella have the boiler lights down low, listening to the radio.
Love is on the air tonight, and it's on a coast to coast hookup.
Love is everywhere tonight.
You better look, you're close to us no guns.
Each station threw up the nation.
We'll have a song coming through.
So if you're set words, the major networks will do your room for you.
You should never sing for her if a song is none of your alley.
You might sound like being to
her.
But suppose she likes Rudy Fowley.
If so, cruder, come on out, tune up.
You'd tell her better than you.
Why should you care?
Long as love is on the edge of night.
Happy almost October.
What happened
this
summer?
Should we
take
a...
Quick
preview of
Halloween Say why not Decorations
are
all up
Let's
see, what can we do for the first song of Halloween?
Way
prematurely.
Oh, I know.
Let's have Darth Vader crew in a tune.
What do you say?
I think that's enough of
that
Peggy
Lee
Soon the night will fall.
Be mine, dear, and you will discover that
Every time you are near My sense is real I melt completely when you appear You thrilled me so much It's just like the touch of April When winter is through It wasn't so bad till I kissed you
resist you.
I know that I'll stay spellbound.
resist you I know that I'll stay spellbound love will keep me that way oh how I pray I'll hold you spellbound
Magasaraja from Spellbound.
Can't we all just get along?
Patience and
prudence.
morning for pleasure.
A spider-cow puncher all riding alone.
His head was thrown back and his spurs were jingling.
And as he approached, he was singing this song.
Whoopie tie, I owe, get along little doggies.
It's your
misfortune
and none of my own.
Whoopie tie, I owe, get along little doggies.
And all that
Wyoming
will be your new home.
It's early in the spring.
that we round up the doggies, we mark them and brand them and bobble their tails, round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon, then throw the doggies out on the north trail.
We'll be tie-ye-yo, get along, little doggies.
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
We'll be tie-ye-yo, get along, little doggies.
You know that Wyoming will be your new
home.
Your mother was raised
in Texas, where the gyms and weeds in the Sambers grow.
We'll fill you up on prickly fare and joy until you are ready for Idaho.
We'll be tie-eye-o, get along little doggies.
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
We'll be tie-eye-o, get along little doggies.
Get all that by one.
You have me around since way last June.
except when soft rains fall and drip from leaves, then I recall the thrill of being shelled.
Very well I've forgotten you Just like I should Of course I have Except to hear your name Or someone's love
That is the same But I've forgotten you Just like I should What a god What a fool am I To think my breaking heart
Could kid the moon What's in store?
Should I phone once more?
No, it's best that I stick to my tune
Except perhaps in spring But I should never think of spring For that would surely break my...
Francis Albert.
From his
album, We Small Hours.
from Green Bay south to racing to Kenosha by the shore.
You can feel the days grow shorter than the summer days before.
When September goes, where does summer go?
Does it drift across the waters where the autumn
In Wisconsin, Ratlid's evenings, there's a golden river glow While the pine trees outside waltz out
hear the north wind softly blow and in Appleton the twilight falls upon the fox below as the bells of distant autumn tell us summer has to go when September goes where does summer go does it leave a
The little sunshine in the hearts we used to know.
From Oshkosh to Stevens Point, from Fond du Lac to Janesville.
There are memories of summer that September cannot kill.
To the hills of early snow We'll remember Wisconsin summer When September goes When September...
The
music of the stars.
Next up Julie London.
If I had to choose Just one day To last my whole life through It would surely be That Sunday The day that I met you Newborn with her wells Were calling from the hills Summer
There was a coming in, but fast.
The lights of David Hills were showing off the skills.
Nighting all together, I could almost hear them whisper.
Go on, kiss him.
Go on and kiss him.
If I had to choose.
to live within my heart it would be that tender moment recalling how we started darling it would be when you smiled at me that way that someday that summer
Where did you
Joe Sherman
wrote that.
Here's Julie again.
I plan to love him all I can.
October I found an Indian summer man.
You can talk about Maytime and a spring romance.
But even the snowy white December doesn't have a chance.
To kiss me a f-
I got the feeling I'm
falling Like a stomp in the blue Like I was falling off Niagara In a paddle boat canoe I got the feeling I'm falling And it's all because of you
Like I was walking on the...
Love could never touch
That love could never touch me
There's Jesse Pearson
again.
it never felt like this now baby not like this you know
The door is today,
1952.
Rare.
McAfee appearing
with...
1549's television father of the year, Ed Sullivan.
to the Lincoln Mercury Toast of the Town show, and I really felt very proud that Nelson Kase announced that I'd be named the television father of the year.
Really a very, very petticoat.
The most beautiful car in the road is a Mercury.
The most wonderful styling of all.
That's
very good.
What are you going to sing for your second song?
Well, Ed, I'd like to dedicate this next song for you, but would you do me a favor?
Well, because
I'm the television father of the year.
Yes.
Would you
do me a little favor?
Surely.
Will you pull that little side up first?
Please do like.
Smile.
Yes.
Yes.
I know.
I smile.
What are you going to say?
I'd like to dedicate this song to you.
If it weren't for the Irish.
Well, that's very good because March 17 is only 10 months
away.
Right
on the, right on the button.
Go on, little kitty.
May I hear again, please?
They used to sing.
Ed Sullivan's show, 1949, Toast of the Town.
The music of the stars.
Here's a song that I'd like to dedicate to our favorite couple in show business, Eddie Fisher and Buddy Haggin.
This actually is a very unusual song in the respect that was written by Alan Sherman, another comedian.
And it comes from a show that he's preparing this fall.
And it's unusual.
And may I ask you please to pay attention to the lyric of this song, as it literally takes you from the beginning of life to almost the very brink of existence.
Well, the song speaks for
itself.
You're born, you weep, you smile, you sleep, you cling, you crawl, you stand, you fall, you stand again, and try and then you walk, you eat, you drink.
You feel, you think, you play, you grow, you learn, you know.
And then one day, you find a way to talk.
You're young,
you fly,
you
laugh, you cry, you're grown, you're on your own at last.
You lose, you win.
Your days begin to slip away
Too fast Too fast Too soon You'll hear a distant drum
Too soon.
The time to go will come.
But time won't wait.
Is it too late
to
wa-
Steve Lawrence.
Alan Sherman.
Here's Pat Paulson.
On the Smothers Brothers comedy hour, the music of the stars.
Seriously, I know a lot of people don't know you can sing.
I think you're a presidential candidate, but you have so much more to offer, and you have a great voice.
Well, I don't make much on the show, so I have to...
Well, it was truly an inspirational moment, and you're really truly a God-fearing man.
Yes, I'm a God-fearing man, and I intend to remain so until I become president.
I'm sure America's glad to know that, and I'd like to tell you and tell our audience that...
You give our show a dignity that no other show in television has.
Thank you, Tom, and I would like to say that I'm delighted to share my image with the show.
I love to entertain, and like some of my political colleagues, I think, who used to be in show business, I think I can hack both jobs at once.
I certainly wish you all the best of luck and success.
Thank you, Tom, and I'd like to say the same to you, and I hope you never change.
Just be natural like he used to be.
The music of the stars stand by for NBC
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The music of the stars.
Final hour of today's show.
with a silicone
injection.
Is there only one Engelbert Humperdink?
No.
Engelbert Humperdink also happens to be the call letters of a Czech Slovakian radio station.
Oh, it does.
An Engelbert Humperdink.
Well, only his hairdresser knows for sure.
How do you use an Engelbert Humperdink?
As a brazier for a camel.
Yes, but not on the first date.
John Wilson Orchestra.
If you got it, you don't need it.
If you're needed, you don't got it.
You don't get it.
Shame on you.
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do them that have it.
Get more of it.
The less they need it, the more they love it.
And it sticks to them like glue.
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do.
Ask the rich man.
he'll confess money can't buy happiness ask the poor man he don't doubt but he'd rather be miserable with than without if you spend it please be wiser if you save it you're a miser you don't want it you're cuckoo funny funny funny what money can do
This is singing.
Don't you like it?
No, I don't like.
Do you want to sing with me?
Can I sing with you?
Sure you can.
All right.
If I do not need it badly, clients
will give it to you gladly.
But I need it.
Not to you.
Funny, funny, funny, what
money can do if I'm lucky
and I make it.
You'll be frightened.
Well, who can take it?
Don't got it still they sing
Eating wines up on the wing
Ideal life some folks have found
So okay you're a boy but suppose you're a wine
It's a bad thing, oh yes very
Full of
jams and sanitary
Will you have some?
Oh thank you Funny,
funny,
funny what money can do
If I
got
it, who's
got it?
I don't need it.
But I need it.
If you need
it.
And I need it.
You don't got it.
But I want it.
You can't get
it.
Shame on you.
What can I do?
Funny, funny, funny.
What
money can do them that have
it?
Where'd they get it?
Get more
of it.
Can
they keep it?
The less they need it.
Who don't need it?
The more they love it.
And how they love it?
And it sticks to them like glue.
Woo-hoo!
Funny, funny, funny, what money
can do?
Money.
But there is thin as a reed.
But me!
I'm sitting pretty.
I've got all the money I need.
My dearest friend Fretzy is out of his wits.
He has four starving children to feed.
But me!
I'm sitting pretty.
I've got all the money I need.
I know my little cousin Erica's credit is hysterical.
And Osaka's an eminent upon his mother's eminent My sister and my brother took a hocking one and another too But I put some delens which filled up my balance Or even my bankers agreed
That's all, huh?
You don't know what a thrill it is to see me in person
I'm
on the wrong side of
this.
I'll tell you very truthfully.
I don't care if I'm a hit or not.
It's not important to me.
I got enough money to last me the rest of my life.
Unless I want to buy something, then I'm... That's my best joke,
mister.
You never saw Joe before.
He's looking at me like he's waiting for comedian to show up.
A lot of people think I'm Jewish because I talk like this.
I put this on, I don't have to talk like this.
I could talk like this.
You see the difference, mister?
Are you busy?
I'll tell you the whole story.
I think I finished with that guy.
I never... This is interesting, not to him.
But this is the only business where it really requires so much stamina, so much talent, and so much experience to be a hit.
You could go into politics, know nothing about it, and make a fortune.
Jackie
Mason.
How
does Sheboygan?
Like a knife, entertainment, you can save or get, to save.
If you happen to be rich, you're not alone, and you need a companion, you can ring, tingling.
For some mate, if you happen to be rich, you'll find you are left by your lover, and you'll moan, and you'll go and fight a lot.
You can take it on the tin, call a cab, and begin to recover on your 14 car, and the odds, what?
Money makes a world go round, the world go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the world go round.
Money makes
a world go round, the world go round.
Money
makes a world
go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round,
the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the world go round.
Money makes a world go round, the
Down
in Washington, D.C.
Men are working busily In a place they call the Mint They make coins and also print Very excellent engraving Which the rest of us keep saving
it up in black and green.
It's the darkest stuff you've ever seen.
If you got it, you don't need it.
If you need it, you don't got it.
You don't get it, shame on you.
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do.
Then they'll have it, get more of it.
Less they need it, more they love it.
And it sticks to them like glue.
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do?
Ask the rich man he'll confess.
Money can't buy happiness.
Ask the poor man he don't doubt.
But he'd rather be miserable with than without.
If you spend it, please be wiser.
If you save it, you're a miser.
You don't want it.
Your cuckoo, funny, funny, funny, what money can do.
La, la, la,
lulu, a nickel or a dime of penny.
La, la, la, lulu, is better than not having any.
La, la, la,
lulu, a half a dollar or a qu...
Makes people do a lot of things they haven't ever ought to do If you're lucky, and you make it You're so frightened, who might take it?
Stomach troubles come to you Funny, funny, funny, what money can do?
If you got it, you've got trouble If you haven't, troubles double If you grab it, jail
for you.
Funny, funny, funny, what money can do.
Birds don't got it.
Still they sing.
Eating worms upon the wing.
Ideal like some folks affirm.
So okay, you're a bird, but suppose you're a worm.
It's a bad thing.
Oh, yes, very.
All of germs are.
Here's Phil Harris.
On the music of the star.
On the little noon.
Not Phil.
The program.
On the Civic Media Radio Network.
tower now it's done brother can you spare dime once in khaki suits gee we look swell full of that Yankee doodly dum a half a million boots went slogging through hell and I was the kid with a draw
It was owl all the time Why say can't you remember?
Why I'm your pal?
Buddy can you spare?
against time why once I build a railroad now it's done brother can you spare a dime once I build a tower to the sun brick and rivet and line yes I built that tower now it's done brother can you
Once in khaki suits, gee, we looked swell, full of that Yankee doodly dum.
A half a million boots went slogging through hell, and I was the kid with a drum.
The doctor said to you, not George.
You got it.
By doctor's death.
What number of cigar is this for?
For you to date.
This is my 10th or 11th cigar.
I smoke between 15 and 20 cigars a day.
Yeah.
At 93 if I can get it into a hold
up.
The doctor said to you, not George.
You got it.
By doctor's death.
What number of cigar is this for you today?
This is my 10th or 11th cigar.
I smoke between 15 and 20 cigars a day.
Yeah.
You've got it.
Spend it.
Spend it all.
All?
It's only money.
Amel, you didn't finish the floor.
I'm taking the day off, Mr. Baganucci.
If you have any objections, call up the waiters union and ask for an auto.
Arrivederci.
Good afternoon.
It's only money.
But you can't get enough of the wonderful stuff that's your jingle or foe.
It's only money.
It's luck to waste.
But there's this thing about it, the push-nook without it.
The girls don't give dates.
I love the artwork.
The treasury sure does smart work.
The nicest people we know.
are the people who get their faces on dough.
It's only money.
It's only dough.
And the people who crave it, who worship and save it.
Sister.
And speaking of money, how about the 20 bucks you owe me?
Oh, yeah.
Well, I only got 10.
So here's 10.
I owe you 10.
Thanks.
Hey, Mo, you owe me 20.
Well, here's 10.
I'll owe you 10.
Uh-uh.
You owe me 20.
Here's 10.
I owe you 10.
Here's a 10.
I owe you.
Here's a 10.
I owe you.
Here's a 10.
I owe you.
Normal school can boast of having such distinguished educators as professors
mess you got us in you're fired all right and I'm fired
I quit my money give me my
money what money what money the money you want me for
my all right
all right don't get excited
I suppose you get
a dollar
a day you
know I work for you one year that's 365 days equals 365 hours give me that 365 hours and I'll get out I'll have to wait a minute not so fast how many hours a day did you work eight hours a day and how many hours are there in a day I'll try to put anything off around me will you have it what do you mean look there's 24 hours
And you only work eight hours a day, and you only work a third of each day.
Now, a third of 365 is approximately $121.
So you actually only have $121 coming to you?
Yeah.
$121!
That's right.
Well, give me $121.
But you didn't work Sundays, did you?
No.
No, and there's 52 Sundays in a year.
So we'll need up 52 from $121, leaving $69 coming to you.
Well, give me the $69.
But...
Just a minute.
You only worked a half a day on Saturday.
Am I right?
Here comes... Wait a minute.
You only worked a half a day on Saturday.
That's all just half a day.
Okay, now there's 52 Saturdays in a year.
Now a half of 52 is 26.
So we'll deduct 26 from 69, leaving $43 coming to you.
You're sure that... I'm positive.
I mean, I don't want you to cheat yourself.
Well, that's mighty thoughtful of you to look out for my interests.
I might as well look out for...
Just a minute, you took a vacation, didn't you?
Yeah, two weeks.
Two weeks?
That's 14 days.
Now, a dollar a day, that's $14.
So we'll leave that $14 from $43, leaving the sum of $29 coming.
The sum of?
The sum of.
If I get some of it, I'll be lucky.
Well, now wait.
Give me the $29.
But?
But?
Now I know it as good as you do.
Wait a minute.
Just don't get excited.
You took time out for lunch, didn't you?
Oh, no, Evan.
Not that.
Please don't take that away from me.
Yes.
That's all I took.
One hour a day.
I didn't eat much.
Now, wait a minute.
Whoa, what a bitter hour.
That's
big.
That's right.
That's right.
One hour a day, 365 days.
That's 365 hours.
That comes to about 15 days I take it.
You might as well take it.
You've been taking everything out.
So, 15 for $29 is 14 bucks.
Now I know it better than you do.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
I'm glad I thought of this.
Do you know there's 13 holidays in a year that you didn't work?
This is going to cost plenty too.
Wait
a minute.
Just a minute.
You didn't work those 13 days?
No.
Well, you had $14 coming to you?
So we'll deduct $13 from the $14, leaving the exact sum of $1 coming to you.
How do you like that?
I'm supposed to get $365, and I wind up with a buck!
Oh, gracias, señor!
It's a fine time to take it, man.
Don't want no lovin'.
Don't want no kissin'.
Don't want no gals.
I want my name in the Hall of Fame.
Just want a big fat pile of money.
Give me that almighty dollar for that letters hear me holler.
Give me buckets full of ducats.
Let me walk around in Waller and Mazuma.
Eldonero
want to be a millionaire.
Give me money, money, money, money, money.
I want that green ammunition.
That's the stuff for which I'm wishing.
Fill my closets with deposits.
I'm a demon in addition.
Give me shekels.
Give me pesos.
Let me see their smile and pesos.
Money, money, money, money, money.
I want to get me a suit that's made out of loot and whistle the wearer of the greed.
I've got that monetary eye that's like to be just like King Midas.
Want that golden touch is what I mean.
Give me that old double eagle.
Want that tender that is legal and financially, substantially, any sum I can and legal.
Want to live in a regal splendor with that loving legal tender.
Give me money, money, money, money, money.
That collector, I'm a paper bill inspector I'm a savage for that cabbage Man, to me it's golden nectar Pour that filthy looker on me Spread those loving germs upon me Give me money, money, money, money, money Just let me roll round upon it Stuff those bank rags in my bonnet Any con just so some president has got his picture on it Let me feel it, let me hold it Let me sit there and fold it Give me money, money, money I want a carload of cash
You know your banker never lets it matter where about you get it, as you got it, boy.
That's all he wants to know.
Give me treasure I can measure, cause that's my idea of pleasure.
Give me wampum, gilded geedus.
Let me count it at my leisure.
Let me live in regal splendor with that loving legal tender.
Give me money, money, money, money!
That smelled blank and
his
real voice.
I like the nice things on life.
and blow the wind and live it up.
And then the other for security.
And I don't know why.
And I also had no fear when I should have had fear.
For instance, the way they used to get you intelligently.
They would get you to paint yourself into a corner of luxury.
Then they would start to dictate.
Because they knew that you feared losing that money.
So you give
up your
independence and go along.
You are through, you've done us wrong.
We never see a headline about a breadline today.
And
when we see the landlord, we can look that guy right in the eye.
We're in the money.
Come
on, my honey.
Let's spend it, land it, send it, roll it along.
see the landlord we can look that guy smack dab it is good
chase calendar of events for which network that is.
Would you welcome... I'm leaking all over the place.
Mr. Tim Conway.
Thank you.
Do you like that?
No, but it was a funny sketch.
Personal
opinions would stand
there.
No, no, no.
It really was.
I didn't know you were doing that actually live.
Yes.
Until I saw you coming running back there in your underwear.
That's cute.
That's good stuff.
I'm a cute and mischievous, aren't
I?
Very nice.
You've heard me talking about those changes.
You've gone through a lot of those over the years, and it does get hysterical back there.
I was playing Vegas one time, and I was supposed to come out in a different outfit and had 30 seconds to do it in, and two girls were changing me, which was great.
And they did the whole thing, and I came out and they didn't have the shirt on.
Just the tie and the whole thing, and they forgot the shirt.
Hi!
Oh,
right.
I can't get that up.
Nothing you can do about
it at all.
No, no.
Because you're on and it's show business.
That's important in our lives.
Yeah, hard.
And
it is your life, isn't
it?
Show business is my life, yes.
For the better part.
For the most part of it.
Now anyway, yeah.
Yeah, yeah,
yeah.
It's exciting.
It is.
To get paid for the thing you love to do, as they
say.
To go out and entertain an audience, to bear yourself in front of an audience, just to get a couple of laughs and make other people smile when you're so miserable.
And
take home a few thou a week,
doesn't it?
Yeah, that's the
important
thing.
That's the main thing.
Yeah, that's the main thing.
A lot of people don't think we're in it for the money, but I am.
I've often heard that.
Yeah.
If
you've got
an adjust for all the money.
Yeah, a lot of people think I want to get to the top.
That's not necessarily so.
No.
Paycheck's the big thing to me.
I don't particularly care about ratings or anything if the paycheck clears.
And many of
them in this business haven't the
past few
years.
That's true.
But neither here nor there.
Yeah.
So I have not seen you for, well, I guess, the last time.
You only come here and you got something to plug.
That's right.
Yeah, yeah.
So the show will be on Monday at eight o'clock.
On another network?
If I could plug now, can I go?
No, no, no, no, no.
Oh, gotta stick around.
Okay.
You should never
do the plug at the last, you see.
That's right.
Yeah.
It's an interesting show.
Tell us about it.
It's 56 minutes long.
56?
Yeah, which is the important thing.
A lot of the shows are short.
But this is, we thought, you know, Carol and Joe, who are also man and wife, as you may know, thought about one thing, one, Katrinette and Joe Hamilton.
They're man and wife?
Yeah, didn't you know that?
Of course.
Oh.
Was that a put on your sleep?
Yeah.
They thought of a thing that, especially, I think it kind of applies to my show, that there should be a comedy patrol.
that instead of getting a rating, that after you do a show, the comedy patrol comes by, and if your show is bad, they actually come to your house and shoot you.
Wouldn't that prevent a lot of bad shows?
Really, because you'd think twice before you actually put a show on.
You know what I mean?
Vigilante kind of.
Yeah, a guy comes and says, I'm sorry, a show.
You know what I'm saying?
You'd have to get out of show business to know how to perform.
Really?
There wouldn't be much left untouched.
No, that's true.
Well, if you only got shot in the foot, it wouldn't have been that bad.
This is Lou Verdani, and thanks for being part of our program.
You're my favorite audience.
Because you get it.
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Marty Kraft ending orchestra These are the
four very much.
Thank you.
We have one little thing quite frequently We get a chance to travel across the country as you might well imagine We're very sorry that had to happen We don't really travel that way
Bruce if you might notice here is wearing some red nylon stretch socks to offset his basic gray slacks creation of Robert Hall Now I started getting to something very serious people expect us to have prepared a few thoughts concerning the future and a better and a brighter tomorrow We have a new administration.
I guess you might know a new president.
Of course.
He has new ideas Maybe you've heard about the Peace Corps.
It's kind of a new idea instead of putting everyone into the service
gives all the young people in America a chance to kind of travel around the world, you know, goodwill and all that sort of thing.
But we've noticed that there's rather a rich abundance of vocal groups in the country right now, and we think that they'd fit into the program just beautifully.
And with your very kind permission, we've put together a few thoughts on the subject.
We'd like to dedicate this entire mess to Mr. Jack Kennedy.
We have the Fleetwoods, a very successful group.
Let's send them to Alaska to entertain our troops.
When they start in a
singing and putting on their show, the temperature around them will be 45
below.
Many nice group of kids.
We'd like to send them roving on a downhill pair of skis.
There's a group
that we heard of.
That's an awful hip.
Howdy-oop, oop, oop, oop, oop, oop.
We're kind of like to send them on a little trip.
Howdy-oop, oop, oop, oop, oop.
Where they all to go, we cannot tell.
And while they're down there
working, they won't be all alone.
They'll run into another group that's even hot back home.
They asked me how I knew our career was through.
Inside cannot.
Lou Vagani here, ready to sign off.
Against my will, I'd like to keep going, but you know, the old clock on the wall says Lou, better get a new clock for the wall.
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