{"id":2757,"date":"2008-06-24T12:07:43","date_gmt":"2008-06-24T17:07:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=2757"},"modified":"2008-06-23T16:57:49","modified_gmt":"2008-06-23T21:57:49","slug":"it-was-to-laugh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=2757","title":{"rendered":"It Was To Laugh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday, King <a href=\"http:\/\/www.scsuscholars.com\/2008\/06\/carlin.html\">wrote<\/a> (in re the death of George Carlin):<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8230;for those of us who were early teens around 1972, George Carlin was the guy that gave you the &#8220;seven words you can never say on television&#8221;, which when played on your crappy stereo in your bedroom caused howls of laughter and a furtive look out the door to see if Mom had heard those words&#8230;Gone now, a reminder of how time marches past as much as my teen now being in his twenties, and my Littlest starting high school in a few months. What humor will she hear that makes her giggle as much as <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ballparkguys.com\/cgi-bin\/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic;f=41;t=017758;p=\" target=\"_blank\">Al Sleet<\/a>?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I was (and, actually, am) a tad younger than King &#8211; but it got me thinking; what comedy did\u00a0my little crowd listen to, back then?<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s what I remember:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li><strong>Cheech and Chong, <em>Los Cochinos<\/em>:\u00a0 <\/strong>I can still recite large swathes of &#8220;Pedro and Man at the Drive-In&#8221;, &#8220;Sergeant Stadenko&#8221;, and &#8220;Basketball Jones&#8221;.\u00a0 As gloriously puerile as it got.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Robin Williams, <em>Throbbing Python of Love<\/em>:\u00a0 <\/strong>Recorded somewhere between &#8220;Mork and Mindy&#8221; and Williams&#8217; ascent to superstardom, I remember furtively listening to it at one of my friends&#8217; houses; I think Elizabeth Edwards owned it, which would have totally scandalized her father.\u00a0 (I could be wrong about that.\u00a0 The ownership, I mean; Mr. Edwards would have been mortified).\u00a0 I can still recite most of &#8220;Elmer Fudd sings Bruce Springsteen&#8221; (&#8220;I&#8217;m dwiving in yoah caah\/I turn on the wadio&#8230;and when we kiss&#8230;oooh&#8230;Fiiiwe&#8221;).<\/li>\n<li><strong>Monty Python&#8217;s <em>Contractual Obligation<\/em> Album: <\/strong>Most of us of the &#8220;we love Monty Python&#8221; set didn&#8217;t know, yet, that the album was a toss-off &#8211; literally, as the title said, to punch a contractual ticket.\u00a0 I doubt we would have cared.\u00a0 I and my geek friends still can recite &#8220;Traffic Lights&#8221;, &#8220;Never Be Rude To An Arab&#8221;, &#8220;Finland&#8221;, &#8220;John Denver Being Strangled&#8221; and most of the rest of the record by heart.\u00a0<\/li>\n<li><strong>Steven Wright, <em>I Have A Pony<\/em>: <\/strong>This was in college, obviously &#8211; my senior year, if memory serves (and it serves less and less these days).\u00a0 And the album itself was almost as anticlimactic as one of Wright&#8217;s jokes; most of us, weaning ourselves on his regular Letterman appearances, knew most of his material (&#8220;sometimes I like to fill the bathtub up, and turn on the shower, and pretend I&#8217;m in a submarine that&#8217;s been hit&#8221;) by heart before the album made it to North Dakota.<\/li>\n<li>And of course, <strong><em>Class Clown<\/em> by George Carlin:\u00a0 <\/strong>This one filtered down to us only via a few of our cooler classmates who had <em>much <\/em>cooler older brothers and sisters.\u00a0<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>OK &#8211; your turn&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday, King wrote (in re the death of George Carlin): &#8230;for those of us who were early teens around 1972, George Carlin was the guy that gave you the &#8220;seven words you can never say on television&#8221;, which when played on your crappy stereo in your bedroom caused howls of laughter and a furtive look [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2757","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-n-e"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2757","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2757"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2757\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2757"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2757"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2757"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}