Among the records I was obsessed with in high school was Randy Newman’s Sail Away.
I was especially taken with his song “Political Science.”
The song influenced me to such an extent, I even quoted it for my high school yearbook picture, not caring what anybody would think of it, or of me.
I was thrilled when hearing the announcement on WBCN that Randy Newman would be appearing at Boston Symphony Hall. Immediately, I mailed in my order for two tickets.
One ticket for myself, and one for my girlfriend, a truly amazing person named Gael, whose confidence in me and my potential transformed my life. This picture of us was taken by my sister Jean on prom night, a month after the concert.
We took the commuter rail to North Station in Boston, then the subway to Symphony Hall for my first visit to the venue. I knew of Sandy Denny from her time with Fairport Convention, and she got the evening off to a nicely subdued start.
Gonzo comedic performance artist Martin Mull provided quite a contrast. I remember laughing so hard at his “Ukulele Blues” that my sides hurt.
The main event, Randy Newman at the piano, didn’t disappoint. I was enraptured as he played most of Sail Away, while offering a very funny running commentary between the songs.
Why am I rhapsodizing about these memories from more than fifty years ago? I’m getting there!
Randy Newman appeared in the finale of The Colbert Report in 2014, playing piano for a singalong of “We’ll Meet Again” with a large number of friends and past guests.
Newman’s Facebook page had a picture of him with Stephen Colbert after the finale. I commented, “I saw Randy at Boston Symphony Hall in April, 1973, before Colbert’s eighth birthday.”
Here’s what triggered me. Yesterday, a notification popped up on Facebook that someone on Randy Newman’s private chat had “loved” that comment I made ten years ago. You’ll have to expand this image to see what I’m talking about.
Was it actually Randy Newman who liked my comment while searching through old posts on his Facebook page? I doubt it, but it’s nice to be noticed.
I have one more Randy Newman memory to offer here. While taking Econ 101 in college, the professor played a song as an example of political economy. The faces of the other kids in class were blank, so I spoke up and offered, “That’s ‘Political Science’ by Randy Newman.”
Grinning with a sort of “we’ve got a live on here” expression, Dr. Darrow was obviously pleased that I knew the song. He invited me to attend an upcoming lecture he had arranged with John Kenneth Galbraith, and Economics became my major.