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This is a rather...."interesting" comedy album, actually. Not necessarily "good", but still.... The Internets can tell you more.

Who's listed as the producer for this 45?

If I said that Lion was a "control freak", that would probably have negative connotations where none are intended, so let's say that A) Lion had very high "quality control" standards in terms of clean heads, etc. & that B) the nature of so many BN recordings often being a goodly amount of new material,the more controlled environs of the studio was more likely to give Lion the results desired by A). But that is just a hunch.

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There was a single 12" page w/the notes. One side only, iirc. Nothing particularly "worthwhile", to be truthful.

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http://classicshowbiz.blogspot.com/2009/03...joe-venuti.html

It might've been a song for some Bond movie.

Soooo....we got a cat here who stole an airplane, got a Section 8, lived a long life as a gay cruiser, and became a favorite of millions (and generations) of Middle Americans with one of the most bizarre announcing styles ever, and the best we can do is obsess over his politics? C'mon folks, this guy was a FREAK any way you look at it, and should be celebrated as such. In order for any "thing" to exist, it must posses a yin and a yang (and we've already had plenty of "ying-yang" jokes, thank you!). So, by necessity, if we are to have a, say, William S. Burroughs or a G.G. Allin, or anything end between on that end of Freakdom, we gots to have a Paul Harvey as well. "Open" does not exist w/o "Secret", dig? And as far as "hypocrisy" goes, hell, I don't know anybody who doesn't bitch, but I also don't know anybody who can't be bitched about either. So what if he was a right-winger? Access to the experiences of "life's rich tapestry" is not a politically discriminatory dynamic. The world's chock full of right-wingers, and you can't convert 'em all, nor can you kill 'em all. And some of them, like Paul Harvey, are actually pretty...."interesting" people. So coexistence and appreciation of the diversity therein is essential not only to survival, but to sanity as well. Paul Harvey was a freak, a character, a uniquely American character (and everything - everything - that implies). Disparage him for his politics, but also appreciate him for his freaky-ness. Because a world without freaks is a world without life.

Count me in!

That banjo player is nuts.

Good....... day?

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One of the best arrangers ever, imo.

Used to buy it regularly when it was available on US newsstands. I dug it. Definitely "quirky", though, and for sure not programmed to evolve. But it was what it was, and that is to its everlasting credit.

Well, it was not a hit by any stretch of the imagination, was it? Not compared to what would soon follow. I read that it didn't even make the Billboard album charts or something! Hell, it didn't even go gold until 2001. Critical acclaim from the git-go, yeah. but like they say, that and a dollar will get you a cup of coffee... We're talking an almost 40 year gap here. Surely not all of those 40 years constitute "the first time around"?

I only recently got the former (quite the revelation too!) & yes, you should get the latter.

No clarification needed, Lon. It's just that it is the type of thing that could have been, and more often than not would have been, quite cheesy & contrived. But in this case, not. This was at a time when my "cheese detector" was working double overtime, if you know what I mean. Ego, insecurity, hype, assholery, I understand all that and can live with no small amount of it as "the cost of doing business". But people like Helen Forrest showed that it doesn't have to be that way all your life. Again, a lesson to be learned.

He left out getting laid and avoiding homelessness and starvation. What a maroon!

Well, it seems pretty corny, and in a sense it was, but otoh, the audience was all of an age and type where playing to "parental pride" was also smart showmanship. Still, I got no sense that it was phony, and when she came back the next year, she remembered me, and asked me how my dad was doing. I got the very real sense that she was a person who had long ago separated the "real" in life from the hype and was perfectly comfortable with herself for/from having done so. Like I said, there was a lesson to be taken there...