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Dean Martin And Jerry Lewis: Old-School And OTR

6 Jun

June 6, 2013

Now: Dean Martin, booze-hound member of The Rat Pack, world-famous crooner, deceased.
Then: Up and coming singer performing in small clubs, still developing his style.

Now: Jerry Lewis, icon to the French, former longtime host of the Muscular Dystrophy Telethon, movie star.
Then: Up and coming comic performing in small clubs, still developing his style.

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In the era of radio, with movies and Las Vegas far in their futures, Martin and Lewis had gone about as far as their careers were going to go. Martin back then was good but not great. Lewis’ act seemed to have reached a peak. Working separately, and in fact not even knowing each other, they were finding it harder and harder to find bookings. So one day, a nightclub owner decided to put together his two weak acts and see what they could come up with. That night, after just having met, they totally improvised an act that set the crowds to laughter and so a team was born.

In my mind, a weak team. I realize that they were an amazing popular radio act, lasting from 1949 to 1953. On the surface they were an Abbott and Costello style act: smooth straight man and childlike jokester. The problem was, Abbott and Costello had refined their act until they were a well oiled machine, doing classic and time tested vaudeville acts while Martin and Lewis were tossed together out of the blue. I always found their shows an uncomfortable fit.

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Even the cover of this comic knows they are a strange fit.

Often, shows would simply be Martin as an emcee, introducing guests and singing, while being interrupted by Lewis doing some kind of manic-moron act. Other times they would be thrust into some sitcom-like skit that served neither well as Martin was always apologizing for his sidekick, whom he invariably called a moron. So why were they together?

Their styles never meshed. Martin didn’t fit into Lewis’ style of wackiness and Lewis’ attempts to fit into Martin’s suave milieu were generally uncomfortable failures. In many shows,  it seemed as if Jerry Lewis was simply there to (badly) croon parodies of Dean Martin songs. (Ironically, it would be Lewis’ impersonation of Martin that propelled The Nutty Professor to huge box office numbers years later.)

But despite what I see as an awkward and ill-fitting pairing, the team did well, moving from TV to movies and always finding success. Eventually, as with Abbott and Costello, the Beatles, and the Soviet Union, they broke up. And is it an accident that after the break-up each went on to greater heights? Dean Martin found fame and fortune alongside Frank Sinatra on the Las Vegas stage, while Jerry Lewis continued to make movies and become a comedy icon. (For my money, The King of Comedy is his greatest role.)

So if there is a moral here I leave it for you to find. All I see is that you can never predict success. And a lot of people like Martin and Lewis more than I do. (One person who hates them both is Sammy Petrillo, but that is a blog for another time.)

That's Robert De Niro as Rupert Pupkin, wannbe King of Comedy.

That’s Robert De Niro as Rupert Pupkin, wannabe King of Comedy.

 

Want to hear some episodes of The Martin and Lewis Show? Click on this link (http://www.relicradio.com/otr/series/martin-and-lewis-show/) and listen to a few episodes at Relic Radio and while you are there, poke around a little. there is a ton of great stuff there.

Spotlight: Thank You

9 Dec

December 9, 2011

One of the pleasures of Mob Week has been that I have been able to sit back and read my own blog as a fan. When I contacted the amazing people who I hoped would participate (and I had not a single no), I knew that each one had a specialty or special talent, but I didn’t know what they would send. Just as you opened the page every day without knowing what the topic would be, so did I open my email. I am proud to say that I was thrilled each and every time. Did I expect to feature a trio of artists, a pair of musicians, and a diverse group that included professional writers and actors? While I had hopes, I really didn’t expect it. Did I expect to feature a treatise on the meaning of pulp? A scholarly argument against the TSA? Viennese legends? The Simpsons? And my very own installment of A Spot of Bother?

No I did not.

And to the readers, and to everyone who commented, I thank you especially, because not only did I accomplish one thing I set out to do- create a sense of community- but I accomplished something I didn’t expect. I got to personally see through a friend’s eyes how much your likes and comments touched her and made her happy. She’d never experienced that level of engagement before. I’d gotten a bit jaded by obsessively checking the stats all day. I’d forgotten how it felt to get that first feeling of acceptance. I’m glad I got that reminder.

On the surface, this week must have seemed like an easy ride for me. After all, I wasn’t worried about coming up with a topic and writing a blog everyday. I had people doing the work for me. Sweet scam, right?

Wrong. The truth is that I worked harder for Mob Week than any week of Imponderables ofrmonth of Saturday Comics. I won’t bore you with the details but this was a lot- a lot!- more behind the scenes work than I anticipated. And suffice it to say that every Mob Week contributor had the patience of a saint for answering all of my emails.

However, I started out talking about pleasure. Dare I say, “But I digress?” I found that besides just reading the posts, I had the unexpected pleasure of writing the intros. Some were longer than others, but all were from the heart and every word was true. I didn’t expect to love writing them as much as I did.

Am I jealous of Jeff Lynch?
Of course I am.

Is Mac of BIOnighT the most interesting man in the world?
Yes.

Does Joe McTee’s scholarship put me to shame?
Sadly, it does.


Would I make a deal with an evil spirit to write like Matt Cowan?
Where do I sign?


Is Mike Mongello the Number One pin-up artist around?
You’ve seen them, and he is.


Is Nutty Nuchtchas entwined in the world wide web in a way I only dream of?
Big time.


Do I really think Ingrid Prohaska should be required reading and listening?
Totally!


Does Threedayfish put my mental movie database to shame?
In a big way.


Do I have a spot in my heart for the mysterious Savage Opopanax?
Seriously, we all do.

Should all of you run to Relic Radio and talk to Jim in his forums?
Yes! NOW!


Could I ever hope to out-act or out-entertain Peter Church?
I won’t even try.


And did Jessica May really move me?
Absolutely.

Do I owe all of them a debt of gratitude?
And do I owe all of you who visited this site a huge thank you?
Yes I do.

Thank You.