Critics' Choice

This is a partial rerun of a post that ran here on February 21, 2002 but down below, there will be a little line and everything below the little line will be new content. It's about a Broadway show that I have never seen called Subways Are For Sleeping

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A friend sent me this picture of a famous (in Broadway lore) full-page ad that ran only once and only in one edition of The New York Herald-Tribune.  Wanna hear the story behind it?  Good.  In 1961, the notorious Broadway producer David Merrick had a musical called Subways Are For Sleeping that was limping along at the box office, losing business and about to warrant closure.  One reason was that the seven major Broadway critics had been indifferent — some, outright negative — about it.  So, if only to cause trouble, Mr. Merrick had his staff dig up seven men with the same names as the seven critics. He brought the men in to see the show, wined and dined them, and secured permission to use their names and photos along with quotes about how much they enjoyed what they'd seen.

An ad was prepared and submitted to all seven newspapers…and it would have gotten into all seven, some say, had not a copy editor at one of the papers spotted the hoax just moments before press time.  (The tip-off?  The photo of Richard Watts.  The theatre critic with that name was not black.)  The alert copy editor phoned all the newspapers in town and they all pulled it…except that the early edition of the Herald-Tribune was already on the streets.  No matter.  Merrick secured what he wanted, which was an enormous amount of publicity.  The grosses on Subways took an enormous leap upwards and, while the show was never a huge hit, it managed to last out the season and turn a modest profit.

It was a brilliant publicity stunt…and one that Merrick had wanted to do since the idea occurred to him years earlier.  What stopped him was that, back then, the critic for The New York Times was Brooks Atkinson…and Merrick couldn't find anyone else with that name.  When Atkinson retired, he was replaced by Howard Taubman…and there was an insurance agent named Howard Taubman.

Some called Merrick "The Abominable Showman" and there are those who worked with him who still get migraines at the mention of his name.  I don't doubt that all or most of their tales are true…but I do think this ad was a stroke of genius.  They don't make them like David Merrick any longer…which is both good and bad.


Okay, that was the little line and this is Mark now writing on 3/3/24. Like I said, most people have never seen the show Subways Are For Sleeping. It opened on Broadway on December 27, 1961 at the St. James Theater in New York and, as I explained back in 2002, received pretty not-good reviews. It closed there on June 23 the following year after 205 performances — not an out-and-out flop but a pretty disappointing number for a show with book and lyrics by Betty Comden and Adolph Green and a score by Jule Styne.

The show the three of them had done just before it was Do-Re-Mi, which was a hit and before that, they'd done Bells Are Ringing, which was an even bigger hit and later Comden and Green did On the Twentieth Century with Cy Coleman. Those were three successful shows that I really liked.  The director of Subways, Michael Kidd, had plenty of hits to his credit and there were some stars in the cast — Sydney Chaplin, Carol Lawrence, Orson Bean and Phyllis Newman. Ms. Newman's wardrobe for the entire show consisted of a bath towel and you'd think that alone would have sold some tickets.

So what went wrong such that Subways closed so soon and is almost never revived? It was suggested that its basic storyline — about homeless people who used subway cars as sleeper compartments — turned off a lot of New Yorkers. Well, maybe. I'm among those many who've never seen the show and I can't seem to find a copy of the script anywhere. But I do have the cast album and I also have the record below, which was made by Percy Faith and his Orchestra featuring instrumental-only, jazzed-up recordings of the songs from the show. Mr. Faith and that orchestra of his did a lot of records like this and he always made the material sound really good…

While I was ensconced recently in that Rehab Center for my busted ankle, I listened to a lot of music via Spotify and some of it was show tunes from shows I didn't know. I happened upon Mr. Faith's recording of the tunes from Subways and I thought, "Hey, these are great!" — certainly worthy of the good name of Jule Styne. So then I listened to the actual cast album of the show and I thought, "Hey, these aren't great!" I'm not sure what to think.

I expect to get a message from my pal Jim Brochu who knows everything about Broadway shows but I thought I'd ask here to see if anyone else reading this saw it or even performed in a production somewhere of it and can provide some insight. Or a copy of the script.

If you want to listen to the Percy Faith record, it's here on YouTube with a second Percy Faith album attached. It's also here on Spotify. If you want to listen to the original cast album, it's here on YouTube. And here's a tune from the show performed by Judy Garland. Maybe that's what the Broadway production needed: A Judy Garland…

Sunday Morning

I want to thank everyone for Happy Birthday wishes in my e-mailbox, on social media and on my telephone. The best gift of the day was that several were from friends I hadn't spoken with in many months — in two cases, many years. Those reacquaintances (that's not exactly the right word) pleased me a lot.

My ankle continues to heal, thank you. Tomorrow, I start Home Physical Training but I'm already getting around better than the trainers at the Rehab Center expected.

Is there anyone reading this who is an expert to any degree on an app called ACF Pro that works with WordPress, which is the software that drives this blog? I have a tech problem that is way above my pay grade and if I don't solve it soon, strange things may be happening to this website. Lemme know if you can help.

Quick Notes

My blog just hiccuped and somehow reposted a couple of old messages as brand-new. I am fixing that.

And I got this from Mark Waid…

The letter you published today about Richard Lewis, where the guy references the song "You May Be Right" — he's actually thinking about the song "My Life." So close!

But maybe not that close because right after I got the above from Mark, I got this from Bea Jonas…

The Billy Joel song in question is actually "My Life" and Joel has said the nameless-friend-turned-stand-up was actually a guy named Tony Lawrence. The late Richard Lewis also rejected the idea that Joel was signing about him. You can read more about it here.

We report, you decide.

Ramona

Obit for Ramona Fradon in The New York Times. I can remember a time when newspapers of any stature — let alone the esteemed N.Y. Times — didn't feel comic book creators were important enough to have their passings noted.

From the E-Mailbag…

My friend Douglas Abramson wrote to me about the lack of an obit for Richard Lewis on this site…

This isn't one of those emails screeching because you haven't posted an obit. You have repeatedly posted your criteria for doing an obit in words small enough for even me to understand, after the second or third time. I am curious as to when you remember seeing him beginning to show up in the L.A. comedy clubs.

From reading his obituaries, I think he started in the N.Y.C. scene in the early 70s and was established enough that Billy Joel says that the nameless friend in the first verse of "You May Be Right," who: "Now gives them a stand-up routine in L.A." was Lewis and that song was released in the Fall of 1978. I don't think I came across him on cable until the mid-80s. For a contemporary and equal of Leno, Letterman, Crystal and Prinze, he seems to have taken a long time to catch on with the suits and the public.

Yeah. I barely knew Richard Lewis…certainly not well enough to call him a friend or have any first-hand insights into the man. Well, I have one but I think anyone could perceive this if they saw him perform: He was utterly honest. The guy he was onstage willing to blab on and on about his most private neuroses was the guy he was offstage. I think sometimes his willingness to bare all — to even force you to listen to aspects of his life that seemed too private to share with strangers — made some people uncomfy. That might have inhibited his marketability a bit.

He and I once picketed together for a while in one of the many Writers Guild strikes of my life. We were outside the Century Plaza Hotel, marching with signs because some sort of network affiliate conference was going on inside. It was hundred and umpteen degrees with no shade and everyone else was in t-shirts and shorts and light colors. Richard was dressed, as he usually was, head to toe in black and he was sweating like Albert Brooks in Broadcast News. He was actually very funny, kvetching about how hot it was and how foolish it was a dress as he did. He said "Remind me when I get to hell to abandon this look" and everyone around us laughed.

But we talked a while as we carried our signs and that's when I came to the above conclusion: Same guy offstage as he was on. What a shame to lose both of those men.

Producers to Avoid

I haven't posted much lately warning writers and wanna-be writers how to avoid being cheated or abused but there's a lot of that on this site if you browse back over the many years of its existence. Here's an article in the Writers Guild's magazines that may alert you to a few more things to watch out for.

And I'll add one more: The phrase "knock out a few pages." That's a euphemism for "Do writing work for which you should be paid but don't expect to be paid."

More About Mark's Bad Break #2

Thank you for the continuing flow/trickle of best wishes for my ankle to heal. A lot of them say "I hope you feel better" and actually, when I'm not walking on it, I feel fine. And when I do walk on it, it only hurts a little. The frustrating part is all the limitations on my movement…so many things I can't do.

Only a few people have ignored my wishes and sent me medical advice. A lot of folks have endorsed my belief that not listening to people who think they know as much as doctors but aren't one is a healthy choice on my part.

I mentioned here that one night in the hospital, they gave me a pain-killer which induced hallucinations and I asked one of my nurses if she was dressed as a gorilla. I received a few requests to elaborate on that experience and there isn't a lot to elaborate on. I was having a bad dream, seeing all sorts of bizarre things…and they're not hallucinations when you're technically asleep. Then a nurse came in to check on me and take my blood pressure and her presence caused me to wake up.

So I wasn't really asleep but I also wasn't fully awake. I was in that Twilight Zone between the two states and I wasn't sure if I was seeing her or seeing a gorilla…so I asked. She laughed and that told me I was awake and she wasn't a gorilla and that pretty much was that. Why was I seeing gorillas? I dunno. Maybe I read too many DC Comics in the sixties.

Today's Video Link

David Letterman (age 76) is going to fight Tucker Carlson (age 54). I'm not sure Tucker knows this yet…