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There's more to come in the next dispatch.
©2023 SummitCityScribe
Composer John Barry |
As a long-time film score aficionado, Jerry Goldsmith and John Barry top the list of my favorite composers. Today's dispatch focuses on the Yorkshire-born John Barry.
In the early 1970s, the James Bond films began airing on American television for the first time, usually on the ABC Sunday Night Movie.
The first of these broadcasts I remember watching was Thunderball in September of 1974, followed by Dr. No two months later. As a kid, I was thrilled not just by the action and exotic locales in both films, but by the stirring music, too—although at the time I didn't note who'd composed it.
A year later, ABC aired Diamonds Are Forever in September of 1975, followed by You Only Live Twice in November. This time I watched the opening credits closely to learn the name of the composer: John Barry.
Each film contained thrilling sequences set in outer space: in the climax of Diamonds, a satellite laser weapon wreaks havoc on military targets, while YOLT opened with the abduction of an American spacecraft in Earth orbit.
John Barry's lush score elevated both sequences: in Diamonds, it's his track 007 and Counting, while for YOLT, it's Capsule in Space.
The following year, in December 1976, the Dino DeLaurentis remake of King Kong hit theaters. Although it paled in comparison to the 1933 original (which I'd already seen on TV by that point), I loved the '76 Kong for all its flaws.
In fact, King Kong became the very first film I ever went back to see more than once in the theater (it would be five months before I would do so again—when Star Wars came out in the summer of 1977).
There's more to come in the next dispatch.
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Stephen Sondheim's music room. |
The works of composer Stephen Sondheim (1930-2021) have long enjoyed a special place in my heart—with their sublime melodies and lyrics ranging from devilishly witty to deeply moving.
Many believe the creative genius displayed during his decade-long collaboration with producer Hal Prince in the 1970s—which included Company (1970), Follies (1971), A Little Night Music (1973), Pacific Overtures (1976), and Sweeney Todd (1979)—will never be equaled on Broadway.
Jokingly known as "The House That Gypsy Built"—because Sondheim bought it with profits accrued from writing the lyrics for the hit 1959 Broadway musical—it features a 2nd story music studio with a baby grand piano.
When I think of all the incredible songs born in that room: Another Hundred People, I'm Still Here, Send in the Clowns, Someone in a Tree, Pretty Women, Sunday, Old Friends, Children Will Listen, The Gun Song, (to name just a few) I get the chills.
According to Broadway lore, my all-time favorite Sondheim show, Sunday in the Park With George, was actually written not in that 2nd floor music studio but outside on the adjoining 30-foot terrace. It's certainly lovely spot—one that inspired (in my humble opinion) the most beautiful compositions in Sondheim's oeuvre.
There's more to come in the next dispatch.
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I've been endeavoring to focus my posts this month on all things spooky, eerie, and macabre, and since today's Dispatch deals with cannibalism, I think it fits the bill quite nicely.
In early 1971, I heard the song Timothy by The Buoys on local radio for the very first time. A disturbing tale of miners trapped underground in a cave-in—and the gruesome things they do to survive—it was nothing like the cheery pop tunes I usually heard on WLYV.Even though I was just a kid, I understood immediately what the song was about and got a juvenile kick out of hearing something that I probably shouldn't have been listening to at that age.
Of course, I was already heavily into monsters and horror movies at the time, so hearing a creepy rock tune about two trapped miners eating a third didn't give me any nightmares.
Songwriter Rupert Holmes went on to have a successful music career. You can read about the history behind his song Timothy here.
Many years later, while living in NYC, I attended a Morrissey concert at what was then known as The Uptown Ritz (to differentiate it from the Ritz down in Greenwich Village)—located at 254 W. 54th Street in Manhattan.
254 W. 54th Street in 1992. |
I knew at that time the venue had started life as a legitimate theater before becoming a CBS Radio/TV studio—and then the legendary 1970s disco Studio 54. What I hadn't known then was that in-between CBS and the disco era, the office building had also been the home of Scepter Records.
Scepter was famous as the label of iconic 1960s girl-groups such as The Shirelles and the Chiffons, both of whom recorded at the label's original home at 1674 Broadway.
In 1965, however, Scepter moved to their new digs at 254 W. 54th Street, where acts as varied as The Velvet Underground, B.J. Thomas—and yes, The Buoys—cut studio tracks. I knew none of that history when I visited the Ritz on November 27th, 1992, however.
I had a great time at the Morrissey show that night. Moz—on tour for his excellent Your Arsenal album—was in fine voice and hadn't yet veered off into the uncomfortable political statements he's infamous for these days. During the set from his opening act, Jet Black Machine, I remember glancing around the venue and thinking about the glory days of disco at Studio 54.
I had absolutely no idea back then that just a few floors above my head, Timothy—the song about cannibalism that gave me the shivers as a kid—had been recorded in a Scepters Records studio. Thinking about it now brings a mischievous grin to my face—just like the one I wore as a kid while listening to that macabre little song on WLYV back in 1971.
Postscript: After the uptown Ritz closed in the mid-1990s, the space was vacant until the end of the decade, when The Roundabout Theatre Company found its home there—where it remains to this day.
There's more to come in the next dispatch.
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