Today's Video Link

This is the episode of Lunch With Soupy Sales that ran January 7, 1961 on Los Angeles television (and perhaps elsewhere) and it was probably my favorite TV series back then. If you don't love it, maybe that's because you aren't nine years old like I was. It ran around the noon hour on Saturdays on Channel 7 and my friends and I would never miss it.

The show starred Soupy (of course) and everyone else on it was played by a wickedly funny gent named Clyde Adler. When I watched the show, I dearly wanted to be one of those people on the set that you heard laughing. Many years later when Soupy did a short-lived syndicated revival, I was.

My good friend, the late Earl Kress, grew up on the East Coast so to him, The Soupy Sales Show was the version that Soupy did out of New York from 1964 to 1966 with Frank Nastasi taking over for Clyde. But to me, The Soupy Sales Show was the version Soupy did out here from 1960 to 1962 with Clyde. This was just about the only thing Earl and I ever disagreed on. Here's a prime example of what to me was what Soupy was all about…

Today's Political Comments

Like an awful lot of folks on the 'net today, I thought Joe Biden gave a helluva State of the Union address last night. How…strong…was it? Strong enough that detractors like Trump and Hannity couldn't dismiss it as senile doddering; they had to retreat to the lame insistence that Biden had to be on performance-enhancing drugs or something.

We in California had three strong candidates vying for the Democratic Senate nomination — Adam Schiff, Barbara Lee and Katie Porter. I would have been satisfied with any one of them and am happy to see it'll be Schiff. Since no Republican has won statewide office in my state since 2006, Schiff looks to be in a strong position.

It dawned on me the other day that I haven't seen a word in the press lately about Rudy Giuliani. I thought, "He has to be in more trouble by now" and, sure enough, he is.

Lastly, here's another Kevin Drum link: A chart of All the Major Trump Court Cases Since 2016. Donald sure can't be getting sick of winning yet.

ASK me: Obligations

From David Collins came this intriguing question…

This is going to sound weird, but I want to ask you a question that I think I already know what the answer is.

The fact is, I grew up with a lot of 80s and 90s cartoons. I love such animation, still do to this day, it brought me a lot of comfort and fun. I felt growing up I had an obligation to help create cartoons such as this to bring happiness and joy to other generations of kids. Just like cartoons had helped me, I wanted to help others. Real life turned out to be more complicated than that; my life took many strange turns, but I keep wondering if I'm doing enough to fulfill that "obligation" I felt I had. An obligation which nobody thrust on me but I still feel its pull on me.

So I thought I'd ask you, a writer and creator of some of those cartoons I loved so much, if you thought I had such a responsibility. When people watch or read your stuff, do you think they've a responsibility to pass it on?

If you thought my answer would be no, you're right. At least, that's not why I got into the industry. I got in because I thought it would be good for me and I never for a second thought I could create work that would bring a significant amount of joy to a significant number of people. If anything I've done has ever done that, it was an unintended happy consequence. I chose the career I chose to pursue because I couldn't think of anything else I wanted to do or could be any good at.

When you answer the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?", I think there are two considerations. One is "What do you think you can do that you might be able to succeed at?" If I'd selected being a dancer or a nuclear physicist, I don't think I'd own a house now or be even remotely successful in either profession. I think I'd instead have had to take a job — any job, not necessarily one that appealed to me — just to pay rent and buy groceries. My father had to do that and I saw how he hated it and the resultant ulcer.

That's one consideration. And to me, the other way to answer the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" is by asking yourself, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I wanted to write cartoons and comic books and TV shows and other things but not because I felt any "obligation" to those forms. I did have some gratitude to the people who made them and whenever I have been in a position to express that gratitude and "pay back" those folks I have and still do.

But I didn't start writing comics or anything else for anyone else's benefit but my own. I hope that doesn't sound harsh or selfish. I just never thought I had an obligation to "bring happiness and joy to other generations of kids." I didn't have any particular confidence that I could do that.

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Today's Video Link

The fast-talking lawyer Devin "Legal Eagle" Stone explains all about in vitro fertilization and Alabama laws and so-called "Pro-Life" people who pass laws without thinking them all the way through or consulting experts. His report is a little outta date already but if you're puzzled by any aspect of this, he probably explains it somewhere in here…

ASK me: Questions From Joe Frank…

And here's Joe…

Hope your ankle is on the mend. Don't do anything to aggravate it like race against the Flash or buy a vineyard and stomp your own grapes.

A number of birthday related questions: How early did you discover the Marvel Comics Group? How soon till you were buying all their releases (if you did)? When did you stop following the titles?

Also, as you're six years older than me, did you have to sweat out the draft? As a kid, I wished I was five years older, so I could have read the Fantastic Four from the start rather than #55. Then, eventually, it occurred to me that, had that been the case, I might've been reading Sgt. Fury from a Vietnamese foxhole rather than on my bunkbed.

Actually, I just stopped wearing this huge, clunky boot that I'd been wearing whenever I walked after the surgery. With it on, I could have squished a grape orchard into Manischewitz Concord with a couple of stomps.

I'm a bit fuzzy on when I began buying Marvel Comics and I think some of the early issues were not distributed — or distributed well here in Los Angeles. I'm fairly sure I bought a few pre-superhero Marvels — comics full of silly monsters — before Fantastic Four #1 came out. And I'm pretty sure my first issue of F.F. was #11 and I found it at Bart's Books, which was a second-hand bookshop out in Santa Monica. That was not a wonderful issue but I still got hooked right away and quickly filled in the back issues. And at about the same time, I bought Amazing Spider-Man #1 off the newsstand.

I bought everything until such time as Marvel put me on the "comp" list and at some point in the eighties, the number of titles that arrived in the box each month was going up and my interest in their product was going down. I finally called someone and asked them to stop the shipments and I put a few years' worth of mostly-unread books in storage. Then a few years later, I gave them to a dealer and told him to sell them cheap and keep the money or donate it to charity or something. I just couldn't keep up and I needed the storage space. I can't give you a year on this.

I wrote about my experience with the draft back in this post. In hindsight, I don't know why I wasn't more worried about that than I was. I sure didn't want to go and my father really, really, really didn't want me to go. I think the happiest moment of his life was when I was assigned such a high draft number. Thanks, Joe.

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Steve Lawrence, R.I.P.

I never met Steve Lawrence and I don't think I ever saw him perform live…but he was a presence on television as long as I've been watching television and I never saw him not sing well. I also never saw him not be funny. As a game show panelist or talk show guest, he was always amusing and you sure got the idea that when not performing, he was a real nice guy. I have no great anecdotes about the man. I just wanted to say what I just said.

A Very Worthy Cause

I'm sparing with my promotion of GoFundMe campaigns and other crowd-funding endeavors but I'm going to make a rare exception for this one. My friend Ron Friedman is one of the funniest, nicest gentleman it has ever been my pleasure to know and he very likely wrote one or more of your favorite TV shows. His credits include The Danny Kaye Show, The Jonathan Winters Show, Get Smart, The Odd Couple, All in the Family, G.I. Joe, The Transformers, Starsky & Hutch, I Dream of Jeannie, Bewitched, Barney Miller, The Partridge Family and so many more. And if you're into animation, he was a very important writer of The Transformers and G.I. Joe.

Ron and his lovely wife Val are both suffering from ailments, some of them caused by a car accident. Their medical bills vastly exceed what their insurance will cover. They need help. If you ever enjoyed any of the shows I just named — or one of the many others you'll find on his IMDB listing — please donate to help two very deserving people. Here's the link.

Beautiful Balloons

There are those who would tell you that Todd Klein is the current master of the art of lettering for comic books. He's certainly the most knowledgeable about the craft and its history…and about the many fine artists, most of whom were uncredited or undercredited, who have done that job. Todd has written many articles about them and their work and now he's compiled them into a free online-only book which I recommend to anyone with the slightest interest in this form of art. Jack Kirby once said of longtime Marvel letterer Artie Simek, "Often, the best art on a page of comics is what Artie put there."

Today's Political Comment

Okay…so Nikki Haley's dropping out of the presidential race — as if she was ever really in it — and Mitch McConnell's endorsing Trump. Do either of those announcements surprise anyone anywhere? The press wants you to pay careful attention to all this and watch what they want you to watch and click where they want you to click as if the election's all but over. I think it's all but started. I don't see that any of this strongly foretells the future.

Think of all the stuff we don't know at this moment. We don't know who Trump will select as his running mate and we're not 100% sure Biden will stick with Kamala Harris. We don't know what the economy will be like when it becomes time to mark ballots. We don't know what the status will be of the wars in the Middle East or Ukraine. We don't know the outcome or timing of certain trials involving Trump…and would it shock anyone if there were more indictments or revelations about him by November?

The recent Republican-led efforts to sell the concept of a Biden Crime Family that's worse than or as bad as Trump's is collapsing…but they'll try again. With something.

And since the candidates' ages and mental states are emerging as issues of importance: We don't know how either man be talking or walking by the time it comes to vote. One of those guys falling down or getting hospitalized or saying something really, really mindless could wildly swing the election. And this list of Things We Don't Know Now could go on and on.

I also think a lot of people who today can and do say "I will never in a million years vote for that man" will vote for that man. Or stay home and not vote for his opponent…which is kind of a way of voting. If I'm running against you for office and most of the people who support you can't bring themselves to mark their mail-in ballots or go to the polls, I probably win.

I know we're all impatient to know if the wrong guy is going to get back into the Oval Office and destroy the world (or at least, America) but I don't think we have enough evidence to be worried or over-confident now or even soon. This election will turn on a lot of things that just plain haven't happened yet.

I'm going to cite three items here from Kevin Drum's site, one being this article which I agree with. It's just too early to think Biden's in trouble. And as further evidence of this, read this article which shows that most voters haven't paid much attention yet to matters which obsess those of us who follow the election closely…and perhaps too closely.

Lastly: Almost every Trump supporter I see on TV is wailing about how terrible the Biden Economy is and how inflation is killing us all. Donald's doing his usual "it's a disaster and only I can fix it" routine. But that's just a lie. Right now, the U.S. has the second-lowest inflation of any major nation in the world. Trump would be taking bows if he'd had those numbers on his watch. That's got to sink in to voters eventually.

I have friends who support Biden. I have a few (not as many but a few) who support Trump. I'm tired of both thinking the election is almost over. Like I said, I think it's almost begun.

Today's Video Link

Here's a commercial from 1966 for Funny Face drink mix. It features the voice of Paul Frees and a contest which I believe I entered and didn't win…

Border Crossings – Part 8

Yep, it's Part 8 and it's about time.  So before you launch into it, you might want to go back and re-read some or all of Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6 and — you guessed it!Part 7.


You may wonder how it was decided which Gold Key Comics were produced out of the Los Angeles office and which ones were done out of the New York office. Back when Western Publishing Company was doing comics under the Dell label, it was pretty simple. Western (not Dell) had the license to do comics based on the properties of the Walt Disney Studio, Walter Lantz's studio, the Warner Brothers cartoon operation, the M.G.M. cartoon studio and a few others based in Los Angeles because they were based in Los Angeles.

One exception: The comics Western did based on Jay Ward cartoons were done out of the New York office. When I asked why this was, this was the answer I got: "Here in the L.A. office, we had too much to handle and the New York office didn't." Which I guess made sense.

The folks at the L.A. office were very close with the folks at those studios whose comics they produced. An awful lot of the comic books prepared in Western's Los Angeles office were written and/or drawn by storymen, animators and other artists who had worked or still worked for Disney, Warner Brothers, Walter Lantz, etc. Chase Craig, who was my main editor at Western's L.A. office, told me great stories about going over to the Disney lot and showing pages and covers to Walt himself…and Western was one of the early investors in Walt's harebrained, ridiculous, can't-possibly-succeed notion of building an amusement park in Anaheim.

Chase had worked at the Warner Brothers studio long ago and knew everyone there. Another editor in the L.A. office, Del Connell, was a former Disney storyman and he still wrote things for the studio including, for a long time, the Mickey Mouse newspaper strip.

To put it simply: Walt Disney trusted Chase and Del and the other Western employees to take good care of his mouse, his duck, his dogs, his cats, etc. The folks at Warner Brothers trusted Western with their duck and also their wabbit and their tweety bird and their road runner and all the rest.

Walter Lantz made cartoons from around 1924 until around 1972 but even before he stopped — and he told me this himself — he regarded the L.A. office of Western Publishing almost as an extension of his studio. He was fiercely proud of Woody and his other properties and protective of them the way a parent is protective of a child. But he trusted Western to take care of his kids. That one time I got to talk with him, I mentioned that I'd written a few of those comics, he said, "Well, I'm sure it was good work or Chase wouldn't have published them."

So it was for years a no-brainer that all those comics should come out of Western's L.A. office. Here's one moment from my life that drove that point home…

I was writing Porky Pig comics for Chase and I had a sudden urge to do one with the Tasmanian Devil in it. The character had not appeared in comics for a number of years. When I asked if it was okay to do what I wanted to do, he said that there was no problem with that contractually but there was one possible snag: "We don't have model sheets for the Tasmanian Devil. We did a comic with him once so we must have had them but the office moved since then and I wouldn't know where the hell they were…if we have them at all."

I asked, "Can't Warner Brothers supply one?" At that moment — this was '72 or so — there was no real studio; just an office somewhere within the corporation that controlled the endless reruns and merchandising. Chase said, "I'm dealing with a lady there…I'd be surprised if she even knows who the Tasmanian Devil is."  I said, "Come on…how can someone work for that company and not know who the Tasmanian Devil is?"

He said that she'd once read a story in the Bugs Bunny comic and called him up and said, "Bugs wouldn't do that."  He told her that story had been written by Michael Maltese.  She asked, "Who's Michael Maltese?"

If you don't know who Michael Maltese was, you're forgiven…unless you're in a position of power over the classic Warner Brothers characters as she was.  (Here's who Michael Maltese was.)

Chase concluded the story to me by saying, "If she doesn't know who Michael Maltese is, there's a good chance she's not going to know who the Tasmanian Devil is."  But then he had a thought.  He picked up the phone, dialed someone and put the call on the speakerphone so I could hear…

"Phil, if I send you a script with the Tasmanian Devil in it, do you need scrap to draw him?" ("Scrap" is an artist term for reference material.)

From the speaker: "Are you nuts? I was the lead animator on every damned cartoon the Tasmanian Devil was ever in! I can draw that creature with my eyes closed and my drawing hand tied behind my back!"

"Phil" was Phil DeLara, who worked on Warner Brothers cartoons from around 1940, mostly in Robert McKimson's unit, until the studio closed its doors. At some point, he began moonlighting for Western's L.A. office, not just on the comics of the WB characters but all of them. He was then drawing, among others, the Porky Pig comic book.

I learned from that experience so when for no visible reason, I decided I wanted to use Beaky Buzzard in the Bugs Bunny comic, here's what I did. I had become friends with Bob Clampett, who as we all know directed many a great Bugs Bunny cartoons including the 1942 Bugs Bunny Gets the Boid, which was Beaky's first appearance. I asked him if he had a model sheet and if so, could I pretty please get a Xerox of it? Bob, who was a very friendly and nice man — and one of those people who saved everything — was glad to comply.

A few days later, I received in the mail a Xerox — autographed by Bob to me — of the first Beaky Buzzard model sheet. It was drawn by a great animator who worked for Bob back then, Tom McKimson. I made a Xerox of that Xerox and handed it in to Chase along with my script featuring Beaky Buzzard and Chase sent both over to the man then drawing the Bugs Bunny comic book who was…

Well, you're way ahead of me. Tom McKimson was amused that Bob had signed the model sheet he'd drawn back in the forties.

The Los Angeles office also did the Edgar Rice Burroughs comics and Magnus, Robot Fighter and a few others. The New York office did Turok, the ghost books like Twilight Zone and Boris Karloff Tales of Mystery. They did Dark Shadows, Star Trek, The Man From U.N.C.L.E., Little Lulu, the Jay Ward comics, comics about cartoon shows produced out of New York like Underdog and some others. Each division was pretty independent of the others but there were jurisdictional disputes. The only two times I ever saw Chase mad, it was because of such disputes.

At some point around 1973, there was some shake-up or argument within the Western Publishing hierarchy.  I was a freelancer for the firm, uninvolved with the intra-company squabbling so I only know what Chase told me and what he told me was this: Someone wanted to shift a number of titles from the L.A. office to the N.Y. office.  Comics with Disney characters, Walter Lantz properties and Warner franchises were mentioned.  Chase and Del were furious at the suggestion.

Two-thirds of the problem went away when Chase got some exec at Disney — and Walter Lantz, himself — to write letters to the appropriate execs at Western.  They said they were very happy with what the Los Angeles office was doing with their properties and would object to any change.  But that lady at Warners apparently said, "Sure…let's give it a try."  And the L.A. office was notified that henceforth, the Yosemite Sam comic and the Tweety & Sylvester comic — which were the two best-selling comics in that group — would be produced out of New York.

Chase was nearing the point where his contract with Western would have allowed him a comfortable retirement soon. They'd asked him to extend and he later told me this was the moment when he decided not to do that. The decision was never reversed even though those two comics went steadily down in sales after the switch. When I visited the New York offices of Western the following year, the editor there — a nice man named Wally Green — asked to me to talk with some of the people he had writing those two books to get them more on-target.

One of them admitted to me he'd never seen a Warner Brothers cartoon. My advice to him was to see some Warner Brothers cartoons.

There was another jurisdictional dispute when Western secured the rights to do a comic book based on the TV series, Adam 12. The show was set in Los Angeles and filmed in Los Angeles and it was initially planned as a book Del Connell would edit out of the L.A. office. I was picked to write it, Dan Spiegle was picked to draw it, and arrangements were made for us to spend a day on the set, meeting the producers and actors. Before that could happen though, the book was shifted to New York. There was no explanation and Chase and Del, once again, were furious.

But the larger problem at that time was that Western's comic book line was falling apart, mainly due to bad distribution. I'll talk more about that in a future chapter but during that trip I took back east, Wally Green told me that he knew of nowhere in the state — not just the city but the state of New York to buy a Gold Key comic book. Sales weren't bad where you could find the books but you couldn't find the books…and it doesn't really matter what you put in a comic book if no one can find it.

Wally had more to do with the business end of the firm than Chase or Del. He said they were pinning their hopes for the future on alternate means of distribution — selling comics in plastic bags of three through toy stores, for instance. This worked for a while but then it stopped working and Western was out of the comic book business.

But I'm getting way ahead of this story. We still need to talk about panel borders — and we will in the next part.

Today's Video Link

My pal Kliph Nesteroff (whose latest book we highly recommend) sent me this video. It's an hour show but the player is configured to show you just the last five minutes. The program is a Canadian version of the American TV show Hit Parade which each week would perform the current top-selling tunes, often in cute little sketches with interesting staging. This week, they decided to perform "See You Later, Alligator" with the characters from Walt Kelly's newspaper strip, Pogo.

The end credits of this show from the late fifties show that it was directed by Stan Harris and written by John Aylesworth — two men who later would become very big on American variety shows…

Subways Update

I asked about the show Subways Are For Sleeping and as expected, I heard from my longtime pal Jim Brochu. Of course he saw it…

You spoke my name aloud and I appear. Yes, I actually did see Subways Are For Sleeping. I was 16 and at that point I was going to the theater at least once or twice a week and seeing everything. And having no critical eye, I loved everything I saw back then. I even remember the seat I was in, D2, fourth row on the aisle right side of the St. James Theatre.

Some of the things I remember about the show: The Overture was terrific. Three or four Jule Styne songs that went on to be independent hits led us to believe that there was a sensational evening in store. Sadly that wasn't the case.

I had never heard of the two leads who were Carol Lawrence and Sydney Chaplin (Charlie's son). Lawrence was a wonderful performer and Sydney Chaplin had the charisma of an army boot. There was no chemistry between them.

Years later, I produced a play starring Carol Lawrence and she told me that she and Sydney just didn't get along and it certainly showed on the stage. A few months later, Chaplin would appear as Nicky Arnstein opposite Barbra Streisand in Funny Girl and he hadn't improved. I couldn't understand how he worked.

Phyllis Newman and Orson Bean

The standout performance was from Phyllis Newman who wore nothing but a towel the whole evening. I remember a funny song that Orson Bean sang to her called "I Just Can't Wait To See You With Clothes On."

And the story about homeless people just never produced an evening full of yucks. Despite the fact that it was an incredibly elaborate production that had over 40 people in the cast including Valerie Harper and Michael Bennett, it just never took off. The score is pleasant but definitely second rate Styne.

But I'm glad you brought it up because the cast album is very listenable and people are still talking about Merrick's stunts with the critics' names. Hope your ankle is healing. Sending love.

It is healing and thank you for your remembrances. And according to the Internet Broadway Database, the show did have a cast of 40 not counting stand-bys, so that probably contributed to its closure when ticket sales dipped. It may also have discouraged revivals. I have been involved in a couple of very brief, went-nowhere efforts to revive Li'l Abner on Broadway and as each effort collapsed, someone named as a factor that the original production opened with a cast of 55.

And speaking of David Merrick's stunts with the critics, Ben Varkentine wrote to remind me of the stunt Peter Cook pulled when he opened a small show called The Establishment. This is quoting Mr. Cook in the book, From Fringe To Flying Circus by Roger Wilmut…

When I opened The Establishment, I found a David Merrick, who was a black postman from Philadelphia. He came to see the show and he liked it so he wrote out all these rave reviews saying The Establishment was better than Oliver, Stop the World…and whatever David Merrick shows were on, rolled into one. This infuriated David Merrick and he threatened a lawsuit — against me for doing exactly what he'd done with the critics. Merrick did not put his threats into practice.

The only surprising thing about that is that Merrick didn't follow through with his lawsuits. That he was a bad sport is was entirely typical of the producer some called "The Abominable Showman." I'm surprised no one has ever tried to do a Broadway play about him. Maybe they figure that if they depicted Merrick accurately, no one would believe it. Oh, the stories Stan Freberg had to tell about when Merrick bought the rights to turn Stan's United States of America albums into a Broadway musical…

Thanks to Jim and Ben and to the person who sent me a copy of the script for Subways Are For Sleeping.

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…