Category: Beatles

Gary and Jerry

By 1965, Dean Martin’s career was still swinging, but Jerry Lewis was already done. Like Milton Berle, Lewis spent the rest of his life running on fumes from his past, but he had the Muscular Dystrophy Telethon every Labor Day to keep him in public view.

I don’t know if Jerry resented the success of his son Gary, whose career, let’s be honest, had been arranged by his dad. The thing is, like Dean Martin, Gary was what Jerry wasn’t — friendly, likeable and easy-going. Somewhere along the way, Jerry had become an attention-seeking jerk, in a world that was interested in watching him only in the way it couldn’t resist a car wreck on the highway.

The contrast between Lewis and Lewis was apparent from the start of Gary’s career, as seen in this remarkable video from 1965, with Jerry trying to find fans in his son’s audience. The show is an amazing artifact of a never-to-be-duplicated era. The entertainment is an uneasy balance of old school versus new. The fulfillment of what the Beatles had begun was a happening thing. It’s Hullabaloo, as seen in Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood!

The Misery of Peter, Paul & Mary

When I was a little kid, up to the time when the Beatles arrived in America, and beyond, the first three Peter, Paul & Mary albums were played a lot at home. They were my first popular musical reference point.

Listening to those old mono LP’s this week for the first time in years, I’m struck by how depressing they all are! Even “Puff the Magic Dragon” is sad. I guess “If I Had a Hammer” is supposed to be the happy song?

Many of the songs are weighed down by allusions to Biblical times. This one, from the second album, is filled with despair. It’s based on a tune from sometime in the 1800’s.

This reminds me of John Lennon making fun of protest songs in the 1965 Beatles fan club Christmas record, with Ringo tossing in a River Jordan dig for good measure. Later on, John was of course big on protest songs himself.

This must be the first time I have ever significantly revised my view of some of the music that I grew up with. “Rock and Roll Music” is the only bouncy and fun Peter Paul & Mary record that comes to mind. But I think its message rings hollow, serving not to knock those other artists, but to point out just how good they were.