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Expanding on a topic from yesterday: As several of you have noted, lyrics are often written to a theme song just because someone would like to collect some ASCAP or BMI money. Gene Roddenberry, for instance, wrote obscure lyrics to the theme for the original Star Trek so he could share in that royalty loot. This reportedly displeased Alexander Courage, who penned the tune to which those lyrics were set. Which raises a question I have…

When Johnny Carson took over The Tonight Show in 1961, he adopted as his theme, a newly-written tune cleverly called "Johnny's Theme." The BMI listing says this song was written by Paul Anka and Johnny Carson, and that means that every time that tune was played, Mssrs. Anka and Carson received money. Over the years, that added up to an awful lot of cash. Not only was there $$$ every night when it was played on The Tonight Show, but if it was played elsewhere, there was a pretty high fee for its usage. It was so exorbitant that once on a variety show I worked on, when another writer wrote a Carson parody and wanted to employ the tune, the producer said, "If you want it, you pay for it!" The writer opted to structure the sketch so it excluded Johnny's opening.

The presumption has always been that Mr. Anka wrote the song all by himself. It is, in fact, a close rewrite of an earlier tune he'd written for Annette Funicello called "This Must Be Love." But the story goes that the deal to get Carson to use it involved giving him half-credit and therefore half of the BMI fees. One suspects Mr. Anka made so much off this arrangement that he didn't mind sharing. But it makes one wonder (or at least, makes me wonder) if either Anka or Carson thought of writing lyrics to the thing. I've seen the published sheet music and there are none on there. Anyone know for sure?

In the meantime: I mentioned yesterday here that the theme song to Mission: Impossible had lyrics. You can hear them in this video as performed by the Kane Triplets. I'm afraid they're not a whole lot better than the lyrics to the Odd Couple theme…

Local Vocal News

Actors who do voices for video games are concerned about the pay scales for what they do…and rightly so. Some of those jobs involve doing literally thousands of lines of dialogue and/or screaming for hours on end. I have one friend who spent two days recording a game…for not-wonderful money. And at the end of the second day, his throat was so raw that he couldn't talk (i.e., work) for almost a week. This article will tell you about it…and don't miss the audio sidebar featuring Dee Bradley Baker, who's one of the best.

Foto File

I've written a lot here about the folks down in San Diego in the early seventies who started the convention that has since morphed into the Comic-Con International. Here's a photo that I took of some of them in 1972…at the third convention and the first of many fine ones held at the El Cortez Hotel in downtown S.D.

In the back row, left to right, we have Mike Towry, William Caron and Richard Alf. Mike and Richard were the co-chairpersons that year. The gent with the straw hat is Roger Freedman, who is now on the faculty of U.C.S.B. and is a frequent expert on science-type shows one sees on the Discovery Channel and elsewhere. In the front on the left is John Pound, a fine artist who's probably best known for his work on the Garbage Pail Kids trading cards. And the guy with the hostile happy face shirt is Scott Shaw!, cartoonist extraordinaire.

All these guys get mentioned and the early days of the con are discussed over on the tribute website for their recently-departed collaborators, Shel Dorf and Ken Krueger.

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I've been wondering here how much of the opposition to the current Health Care Reform proposal is because people think it will bankrupt us and kill Grandma, and how much is because people think it's been watered down to less than it should be. Kurt Busiek (thank you, Kurt) sent me this link to Nate Silver's analysis of a poll that begins to answer that question.

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Matt Taibbi on what passes for "the left" in today's political climate. I'm not sure a lot of folks who hurl the word "Liberal" as a curse would know a real Liberal if he, she or it came up and taxed the rich right in front of them.

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Most people know a lot of famous instrumental TV theme songs but don't know that those songs almost always have lyrics. There are lyrics to the Mission: Impossible theme. No one ever plays them but the composer, or someone working with the composer, wrote lyrics. There are lyrics to the Hawaii Five-O theme, too as we featured back in this link. The theme for M*A*S*H also had lyrics…and I wonder how many people who watched the TV show knew that song was called "Suicide is Painless."

There are even lyrics to the theme from The Odd Couple. As with M*A*S*H, they were written for the movie. Unlike M*A*S*H, they were not sung in the movie. Last year at a party, I got to meet the composer of the Odd Couple theme and many other memorable tunes, the late Neal Hefti. Obviously, I met him before he became the late Neal Hefti. As I mentioned in the earlier item, we talked about the (also obscure) lyrics to the theme he wrote for the movie, How to Murder Your Wife. I didn't mention it then but we also talked about the Odd Couple lyrics and I asked him who had written them. For some odd reason, Mr. Hefti wouldn't tell me. With a smile, he deftly changed the subject.

When I got home, I did some Googling and found the assertion that Sammy Cahn had written them. Hard to believe, thought I. Sammy Cahn was a pretty good lyric writer and these did not sound to me like the work of a pretty good lyric writer. For a time, I figured it was just one of those Internet errors we all know so much about…but later, it dawned on me to check the ASCAP database. Sure enough: Sammy Cahn. Oh, well. Even Rembrandt had a worst painting.

Here's a "video" of the theme from the movie soundtrack album. The lyrics kick in around a minute and 20 seconds in. Remember: These were penned by a man who notched 22 Academy Award nominations, won four and also gave us some of the most memorable pop tunes of the 20th century…

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A number of folks have sent me links to articles that purport to prove that Climate Change is a myth, right up there with the Loch Ness Monster, The Easter Bunny and the "fair and balanced" policies of Fox News. I've kind of given up reading these because, first of all, they never seem to "prove" anything other than that someone who argues for the existence of Global Warming is fudging the truth about something. There is, let's remember, such a thing as a faulty argument in service of a valid premise. Also, and more important: It really doesn't matter much if I get convinced that Global Warming is bogus. I'm more interested in seeing if any of the contra-arguments convince the scientific community. And so far, I don't see that happening. (Note: A couple of Republicans with chemistry sets do not equal the scientific community.)

One other thing I should have mentioned in what I wrote here the other day. A lot of the plans being recommended to combat Global Warming strike me as good things to do even if Global Warming turns out to not be the threat some say it is. Renewable energy? Less gas consumption? A cleaner atmosphere? Are those bad ideas?

Now, I feel like I'm forgetting something. Oh, right. This is Recommended Reading, so I'm recommending the reading of this column by Paul Krugman. He's optimistic about the Copenhagen conference, though not that Obama's foes will ever possibly see that.

iPhone Report

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I'm still playing with my new toy, figuring out what it can and can't do, installing and uninstalling apps. I'm experimenting with Reqall, which allows you to dictate short memos and "to do" items which it will then transcribe and make available to you in several forms. I got but have not used ParkingPal, which is a timer for when you put coins in a parking meter and need a warning of when they'll run out. I also got FStream, which enables you to listen to web-based radio programs, including our non-paying sponsor, Shokus Internet Radio, and I'm playing with RedLaser, which Marv Wolfman told me about. With RedLaser, you use the iPhone camera to grab an image of the Universal Price Code on some product and the program then searches online sources and tells you where to get the thing cheaper.

Mostly though, I've downloaded some news apps and a few games, and I've spent some time figuring out how to make the iPhone e-mail work for me. I have a complicated set-up here with multiple addresses that go to a couple of different servers and then get filtered and forwarded around until I receive them in a way that suits me. Unlike my Blackberry, the iPhone would not let me put a different "from" and "reply to" address on an outgoing e-mail and my system requires that. I'd tell you how I finally solved it but it wouldn't apply to you since you don't have the Rube Goldberg style system I invented for myself. Just know that if you have something of the sort, and if you don't want people to write back to the direct address of the device via which you wrote to them, you may have to employ a little ingenuity.

Still haven't tried loading the thing with music yet. Also still haven't gotten the guy over yet to install the new car kit so I can put in a dashboard mount and charge while I drive. One thing that is a bit annoying is the short battery life. My old Blackberry could go for days on a full charge. Then again, it did a lot less so I did a lot less with it. My iPhone seems to be good for around 6-8 hours.

That's where I am with it at the moment. Still happy with my purchase. Still aware how much there is to learn. And I'm starting to wish I had smaller fingers more suited to the iPhone keyboard. Maybe they have an app that can reduce the size of your hands.

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Peter Beinart offers up an interesting explanation of Obama's Afghanistan intentions. By "interesting," I don't mean it's exactly right. But if you're trying to grasp what the goal and objective is, it might be a good place to start. I still don't understand exactly what the mission of in Iraq ever was except to do some things that would enable us to convincingly say, "We won!"

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Here's another excerpt from Bruce Kimmel's musical revue, "What If?" And I don't know what it was that poor Sweeney Todd did to merit all this abuse. I mean, he just killed a lot of people and helped Angela Lansbury turn them into meat pies, right?

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Briefly Noted…

Many Korean-speaking readers of this site — I didn't know I had so many — have written to inform me that the sign in the previous posting should more properly be translated as "Oysters may cause allergies in people with certain physical conditions." Hey, we all know that. What's news to me is that the Oyster consequently in constitution which is the possibility of getting up and allergies. That's something to sing about.

Words to Live By

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Carolyn and I were in a Korean supermarket here in Los Angeles last evening and she called my attention to this sign in their seafood department. I agree with every word of it. The Oyster consequently in constitution which is the possibility of getting up and allergies. Who among us could dispute that?

The Biggest Loser

In Vegas and other gambling venues, they speak of "whales" — customers who come in and wager huge sums of cash at the gaming tables. Casinos have been known to do extraordinary things in terms of gifts and personal services to keep such players coming back…especially if they're the kind of whales who consistently lose.

This article details some of what the Harrah's organization did for a gent named Terrance Watanabe, who managed to lose a shocking $5 million dollars at their casinos. That's an awful lot of money, right?

Well, I left off the end of that sentence. He lost $5 million dollars a day. His total losings came to more than $127 million.

And when I hear a total like that, I always think something like the following: At some point, this man had lost $10 million…and he kept on playing because he thought, "My luck has got to change soon." And then at $20 million, he thought, "My luck has got to change soon." And then at $30 million…

Mr. Wantanabe has paid nearly $112 million but he's refusing to pay the last $14.7, insisting the casino got him drunk and kept him that way, and also that they reneged on a promise to forgive some of his losses. He's being threatened with up to 28 years in prison and is being represented by lawyer Pierce O'Donnell. I presume this is the same Pierce O'Donnell who won the famous Art Buchwald lawsuit against Paramount Pictures and who more recently has won some major victories on behalf of victims of Hurricane Katrina. I think I'm gonna follow this case.

Mouth to Mouth

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I love ventriloquists. I also love people who do something so well you can't imagine anyone doing it better. I was therefore in theatrical ecstasy last night attending The Two and Only, a one-person (one if you don't count puppets and ventriloquist figures) show starring Jay Johnson. You may remember Jay from his regular role as, of all things, a ventriloquist on the long-running sitcom, Soap. He talks about that in this stage production but he also talks about how and why he became a voice-tosser…and there's a touching, eye-moistening tale about his mentor, a ventriloquist named Arthur Sieving, who worked with a wooden partner named Harry O'Shea. Mr. Sieving built Johnson's first professional figure, Squeaky.

Before he got Squeaky, Johnson worked local events and amusement parks with a Juro-brand Jerry Mahoney figure. Back in the fifties, the Juro company manufactured thousands of these wonderful toys — in three editions. One was a small, clunky one with a movable mouth. The middle range one was built more like a real ventriloquist figure, albeit a bit smaller, and had a moving head in addition to the moving mouth. And then there was the high-end model, which added in moving eyes.

The model with the moving eyes was scarce. Johnson had the middle version…and so did every kid in the fifties who watched Paul Winchell on TV performing with the "real" Jerry Mahoney and thought, "I wanna do that." Most of us entertained our parents and the neighbors then, lacking the kind of drive you'd have to have to practice enough to be professional — and perhaps lacking the talent — we gave it up. And obviously, I'm using the first person here because I was one of them. That photo above of the kid with the Jerry Mahoney figure? That's not Jay Johnson. That's me.

Jay did not give up. As he explains in his show, he practiced and he practiced and he practiced and then he practiced some more. This is not merely a matter of learning how to talk without moving your lips. A ventriloquist has to be an actor, a puppeteer, a comedian and a bit of a magician. A lot of it is misdirection and acting, making the audience forget that the figure (what non-pros call the "dummy") isn't alive and isn't speaking on his/her/its own. Johnson is as good as anyone who's ever done this for a living. Like a great illusionist who gets you to wondering if maybe he somehow did really saw the lady in half, he makes a large part of your brain accept that there are two separate brains and mouths up there. In the 95 minutes or so he's onstage, Jay relates the history of his profession with surprising insight into its effect on the masses through the ages. He discusses his passions and what it all meant to him. And every so often, he hauls out a different friend made of cloth and/or wood and brings it to life. He also manages to be very, very funny.

He put this show together a few years ago with the help of directors Paul Kreppel and my old pal, Murphy Cross. They refined it in local theaters and then took it to Broadway where it won a Tony Award. It's back in Burbank for a limited engagement (too limited, I think) at the Colony Theater. If you can get there before December 13, get there before December 13. It has my highest recommendation. The guy is incredible.

In fact, I'll show you how incredible he is. Here's a clip from an appearance he made with Mr. Letterman. Keep an eye on his face. A lot of ventriloquists can talk without moving their lips but they adopt a frozen smile that makes them look like demented flight attendants. That inhibits their ability to react and be the proper straight man for their little wooden partners. Not Jay Johnson. Like I said: I can't imagine anyone doing this any better…

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Dick Cavett remembers Walter Winchell, a man I always found fascinating. He was a newspaper columnist and radio newsguy who wielded unprecedented power…and often did so recklessly. We always seem to have at least one of these guys around. Lately, it's more than one. But all of them put together don't add up to one Winchell.