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Tale 29

 

That Man's Sitting Out There and Is Gold!

 

 

 Caniff black chalk drawing on his own
              letterhead for Fred: British-looking 'director' and
              cameraman

personal gift to Fred Waring from American cartoonist Milton Caniff


Fred’s world was one of ‘Old Boys’

par excellence[1]

 

 

"I was provoking your self-importance," [don Juan] ...said with a frown. "Self-importance is our greatest enemy."[2]

 

Bill passed mj another one of his corny press gimmicks for Grand Podunk radio stations that served conservative, tradition-loving Americans with music:

 

WARING-OGRAPHY QUIZ [3]

 

1. What long time orchestra and choral leader was the first to use an electric microphone in a recording session?

 

"Mj," he said..... "Now... I'll tell you a story... about the famous Fred Waring,... that shows you a kind of insecurity in the man."

 

Maybe Bill knew where the memory boat needed to go. Betty Ann had climbed aboard ages ago, and happily.

 

Little Mark was crying in bed and she got up to check, distracting Bill.

 

No one talked. The tape spun.

 

Where were they headed? Where was the other shore? What shore were they seeking?

 

Should Bill Blackburn be captain?

 

Mj made a little more commitment. He climbed on board MENTALLY, finally, with his horns, maw, hooves, bloody banderillas, stuffed upset rumen and all, to go along with Hercules and Earth Goddess in their memory boat. But the commitment was still a little wobbly.

 

2. What was the name of the tune, and in what year was it recorded?

 

Captain Bill sensed the change in mj and grabbed the oars. "I came up here to see Fred about doing more records." He was excited. "And I had an idea about this 'World Chorus' thing. I wanted to talk to him about it. I really wanted that goin'!"

 

3. For what record company was it recorded?

 

"I suddenly thought, 'Geez, that man's sitting out there and is gold!' All you have to do is get him on television. And it shouldn't be that difficult, if ya pulled it right. And this 'World Chorus' thing would put him back before the world, and I would be sitting on top of the World! The credit that you brought a Fred Waring back to television should be enough to open the doors, right?"

 

"Mm." Mj didn't know, really.

 

4. Name three of the six record companies Fred Waring has recorded for.

 

"So I came up to see him and I got the runaround. On Friday I arrived." Bill sensed discomfort in his audience and looked at mj. "Right?"

 

You had to keep an initiate awake and interested. No slumbering.

 

"I didn't have an appointment with him. I thought I did!"

 

Bill hauled on the oars, building momentum. "Clyde Sechler'd said, 'I talked to the Old Man, 'n he wants to talk t'you.' I'd seen Clyde in New York."

 

5. What was the name of the first tune George Gershwin had recorded, and who was the artist?

 

"So I came up t'see him and, y'know Fred wasn't he-ere." Bill practically whined. "I said, 'What kindofa—,' I said, 'I'm goin' back to the city'!"

 

...Think about it... [don Juan continued] what weakens us is feeling offended by the deeds and misdeeds of our fellow men....[4]

 

"And Clyde said, 'No, stay with me at Hillbrow.' And he gave me this cheap room. He said, 'I know he really wants to see you.'

 

"So I said, 'Fine'." Bill sounded hurt. Miffed.

 

Where were they? Where were they going?

 

6. What was the first recording made with a vocal chorus and who was the artist?

 

"Well, Friday night Clyde comes back from being with Fred in the Workshop and says, 'I didn't get to talk to 'im.'

 

"I said, 'Well Clyde, ya know, I don't have forever'."

 

Mj yawned, tired and bored with fog.

 

Bill whispered conspiratorially. "He said, 'I'll talk to him tomorrow. I'll see him.'

 

"I said, 'Allright. When are ya gonna be there?'

 

"Says, 'In the morning. I play golf with 'im'."

 

Bill restrained impatience. "'Fine'."

 

7. What was one of the first three band names used by the group of four talented young men who later became Pennsylvanians?

 

"He comes back. 'Y'know I never got to mention it.'

 

"I said, 'Clyde, y'know, I was going to call the man directly'." Bill meted out exasperation. "'And you said to me, "No, let me talk to him." And knowing that you play golf with him I naturally assumed it would be better'.

 

"Cause I had discussed it with Clyde, the 'World Chorus’." Bill addressed mj in a more intimate tone, trying to rein him in. "And he'd flipped!"

 

8. While at Penn State what subject did Fred Waring major in?

 

"Mm hmm." The interviewer ruminated on the void.

 

"So Saturday afternoon there was something I was invited to." Bill sighed, growing weary like his audience. "And I went to this thing, and Clyde was going over to a Workshop session with Fred. He got back Saturday afternoon and he says, 'I never got to talk to 'im'."

 

9. Name two of the major sponsors for Fred Waring's Radio or TV shows.

 

"So I said to someone," Bill acted decided, "'Is there a workshop session tonight?' I was really boiling.

 

"And they said, 'Yeh.'

 

"And I said, 'Fred will be there?'

 

"And they said, 'Yeh.'

 

"I said, 'I'm goin'! Will somebody give me a lift?' I didn't have a car."

 

10. With which U.S. President was Fred Waring closely associated?

 

Mj dozed and fell overboard into the briny sea of rocking, foggy, fact and fancy.

 

"W'lanyway."

 

He kept his eyes open and pretended to be interested.

 

"I got over to the Workshop that night and here's Fred, and when this session's over he walked outside. And he says, 'Bill, what are you doing here'?"

 

Fred Waring's voice hit like cold water and woke mj up for a second.

 

"I says, 'I'm tryin' to see you for three days, that's what I'm doin' here.' I was really irritated. I thought this was all Fred, y'know. I thought Fred was giving Clyde the runaround. I said, 'Clyde told you I was here'."

 

11. What TV comedy star received his first radio exposure on the Fred Waring Show?

 

"He said, 'Clyde never told me anything.'

 

"I said, 'Well some kinda bull shit is going on. I spent two days here with this—. May I talk to you’?

 

"'About what'?"

 

"'I thought maybe we should do some more records. I have an idea I'd like to go over with you’.

 

"'Well, I'm busy tonight'."

 

12. What symphony conductor started his musical career as Fred Waring's assistant?

 

Mj doggy-paddled then dozed off again, thanks to the hypnotizing rhythm of Bill's voice and the handout.

 

"And I was just about to explode. I thought, 'Here we go, he's givin' me the runaround, he's not gonna bullshit me,' y'know, 'n thassa way I felt.

 

"And he said, 'Eleven o'clock tomorrow morning.' – And that's a Sunday! – 'Can you be at my house?'

 

"And I said, 'Yes I can.'

 

"And Clyde came over and said, 'See I told you I'd fix it for ya.' And I wanted to pop him in the mouth!"

 

“Our self-importance requires that we spend most of our lives offended by someone.” ....[5]

 

The pop in the mouth woke mj again for a moment and he chortled.

 

"But I'm stayin' with Clyde up at Hillbrow and I figure I'd better not pop him in the mouth, so—!..." Bill laughed at his tiny melodrama.

 

13. What is the name of Fred Waring's theme song?

 

"I go up to Hillbrow with Clyde that night. And when I came down I ate breakfast. And I said," Bill spoke with measured insolence, "'Where you goin’?

 

"He said, ‘I'm goin' to a meeting. Fred has asked me to go to a meeting’. That morning Fred had called him at Hillbrow.

 

"I said, 'With me?

 

"'Yeh’.

 

"I said, 'Whudda you got to be there for’? By now I'm about ready to pop him in the mouth 'n everybody else. I'm really bugged."

 

14. How many years has Fred Waring been in show business?

 

"He says, 'Well'," Bill spoofed an exaggerated Waring devotee, "'when the boss calls, I gotta go!

 

"And I says, 'Fine.

 

Mj snickered and a banderilla shook loose.

 

In the corner of the Blackburn living room, two raised conductor's hands shone in a stage light. Dramatic introductory guitar chords sounded. The men's glee club began a heartfelt serenade a cappella with guitar ornamentation, in four-part harmony, all of which said that the song was going to be pure, traditional men’s glee club gold.

 

To-oooo, the ta-bles down at Mo-ry's!...[6]

 

Bill breathed deeply. "So I get down there, 'n he's got this guy from KSOO who's a beautiful old man, old ex-disc-jockey, as his Public Relations man." Bill sighed. "Ray Loftesness. He's got Paul Waring, his son. He's got Clyde Sechler, I think Ray Schroeder. All I know is, he's got this famous –. You were at his house at our wedding. You know that big round table?"

 

Virginia's living room was famous for having been done in canary yellow, white wool, stainless steel, and glass; and to the side of it all, in a dining area, was the famous round table.

 

Tooo, the place where Lou-eee dwells,...

Tooo, the dear old Tem-ple Bar we love so well,...

 

"Mm huh."

 

Sing... the Whif-fen-poofs as-sem-bled

With their glass-es raised on high,

And the mag-ic of their sing-ing casts its

          spell....

 

"The table is set up with note pads," Bill said.

 

Now a baritone crooned a solo.

 

Yes, the mag-ic of their sing-ing...

 

The baritone soloist was Bing Crosby.

 

Of the songs we love so well,...

 

Girls oohed, a guitar plucked.

 

"And I said to him, 'Well, what I wanted to talk to you about, I've already talked to one of you people about’. And I said, 'It's an idea I don't want to get out.

 

"Shall I Wasting,"…

 

They drank to their songs.

 

…and "Mavourneen," and the rest, Ooo-ooo-ooooo....

 

"And Fred said, 'These are my advisers'!" Bill acted pompous.

 

"Well, I'd never dealt indirectly with this man. The only other man I ever dealt with, really other than Fred, was Murray Luth. And this really had me boilin'. So I went in there and I sat down.

 

"He said, 'Ah,.. how's your wife, Clyde'?" Bill's Fred sounded sincere, for once.

 

"Y'know. And he goes through this whole thing. And I'd been waiting since Friday morning to see this man, and I'm really boiled over this damn thing." Bill laughed. "I'm sittin' at the other end of the table!"

 

He did a patronizing Fred: "'Now what can I do for you, Bill? I don't have a lot of time’.

 

"And I'd started the conversation!... I says, 'I don't have a lot of time either, and I've waited three days to see you, and now we've spent time here talkin' about wives 'n stuff'.

 

"'N Fred says, 'Well g-get on with the business, get on with it’.

 

"Just slapped it off. I was tryin' to really zing 'er in there." Bill laughed at his younger, angrier, ego-ridden self.

 

He sat up respectfully and savored a sip, bracing for the role he was about to play, of a younger Bill Blackburn struggling with his own impatience and pride and Fred’s intransigence. "Ah," I said, 'I think it's time we should do a record again. You haven't had any records.

 

Bing and the Pennsylvanians hit it in loud unison:

 

We will serenade our Lou-eee! While life and voice shall last!...

 

"'Why should I do a record with you'?"

 

"I said, 'Because, I think, we can do the best.

 

"'What kind of record you talkin' about'?"

 

...Then we'll pass and be forgotten...,

 

Bing crooned mournfully.

 

…With the rest....

 

Bill was a respectful young Blackburn. "I said, 'I think we oughta do a Country Western'.

 

"'Country Western'!" Fred was puzzled, skeptical.

 

"And I said, 'Yeh’.

 

"He said, 'What makes you think I should do that’?

 

"And I said, 'Well, I don't think Rock is the right place for you to go. You can't do the old fashioned "You and the Night and the Music," it's not gonna sell. Country is hot right now. It's the type of music that can lend itself to chorus very well, and I can hear the Pennsylvanian sound with ah, Country songs very easily’.

 

The song’s chorus was tastefully woeful. Bing, with a harmoniously bleating flock to back him, crooned like a stray ram who knew:

 

We're pooooor little laaambs

Who have laaaust our waaay:

Baah, BAAAH, Baah!

 

Ewes aahed and oohed after the rams:

 

We're littlllle, black sheeep

Who have gaaaune astraaay:

Baah ( 'doo, doo'),

Baah, ('doo, doo'),

Baah...

 

Unaccompanied rams blatted a lusty crescendo:

 

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,

AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-

Gen,-tlemen song,-sters off, on a spree!!

 

(Naïve celesta ornamentation...)

 

Doomed from here to e-ter-ni-teey!!

 

(Celesta again, celestially...)

 

Bill chose a patronizing, mocking tone for Fred: "He says, 'Oh, real-ly, "the Pennsylvanian sound" you hear. Pray tell, Bill, what is "the Pennsylvanian sound"’?!"

 

The glee club, still without accompaniment, slowed and intoned pianissimo, hooked on Fred for every rubato shift:

 

Lord,...... have-mer-...... cy-on-such-as...... we!...

 

Bill was respectful. "I said, 'Your two hands. That's what the sound of the Pennsylvanians is'!"

 

There were two innocent celesta notes

 

. . . , , .;    . . , . . : !!

 

"Well that did it!! That man sat there and he was DUMB-founded. He had no answer for this. Well he got up and got out of the room with his robe on, and came in back in a minute with his shirt and pants on!!"

 

"Pmphhh!" mj reacted.

 

...Baah, Doo-doo-doo, Baah, Doo-doo-doo, Baah...

 

A heavenly celesta interlude shepherded angelic lambs toward a final chorus.

 

"And he sat down because he had to think this thing out, you see. He came back. And he said, 'OK, so we do –’." Bill impersonated a curious Fred: "What kind of airplay'? He said," Bill frowned an imperious Waring frown, "'Who would play that’!?"

 

"And I said," Bill was sincere, "'A lot of people, middle of the road stations’.

 

"So he turns and he says to this Ray Loftesness, whose only job in radio had been K S O O, in Sioux Falls, South Dakota! –....

 

"Now this is what I think really impressed this man. And that's when, at Decca Records I was the Promotion Director of the company. And I had just won this award as National Promotion Director of the Year. And I thought, 'I'm READy! I'll come up here and I'll hit 'im’! –....

 

"Well, he says, 'Now wait a minute, wait a minute, Bill’. He says, 'I have a... ex-pert, I want his advice on this’.

 

"I says, 'Who's that’?

 

"And he says, 'Ray Loftesness. You may not know it, but he's one of the finest radio promotion men in the business’.

 

"And I leaned forward and I said, 'No, he's not, I am’.

 

"He said, 'Who says so’?

 

"I said, 'The Industry. I was the National Promotion Man of the Year last year. Am I right, Ray’?

 

"And Ray said, 'Yes. He was’.

 

"And I said, 'And you mean to tell me you're going to ask that man, to tell me?

 

"And Fred said, "Okay," and Bill did a high-nosed, arrogant Fred, "'National Promotion Man of the Year, tell me, how do I get airplay’?!

 

"And I says, 'I get on the phone, you've got airplay’!  Bill was firm and respectful. He did not lose his dignity and react all offended by Fred’s abusive style.

 

"And boy!" Bill clapped. "He said, 'Fine, let's do it’!

 

"And from that point on, that man, I had him right –. You know, he liked that. He liked that!"

 

Glee club rams, Bing Crosby in the foreground, repeated the lusty chorus from the crescendo.

 

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-GEN,

-tlemen  SONG, -sters

OFF,  on-a  SPREE,

Doomed  from  here

to  eter- ni- ty!

 

They softened to a mezzoforte, oohing and aahing behind Bing’s friendly baritone as solo:

 

Lord, have mercy... on such as we!...

 

Mj was impressed but drowning. He said, "This was before he hired you full time."

 

"Yes, I was still at Decca. What occurred was, he said, 'Shall we do this at Decca’? that day. And the last company that wanted Fred was Decca, you see, and he had a deal with Decca. He said, 'Should we –'?" Fred sounded more polite now.

 

"And I said, 'No, we shouldn't’.

 

“‘Why not’?

 

“And I said, ‘Because I think Decca's going to use you’.

 

"He said, ‘Who should we do it with’?

 

"I said, 'I'll find some record company’.

 

"He said, 'Well my manager, Murray Luth, tells me no other record company wants me'!" Bill glanced aside, as if Fred had looked at someone in the room.

 

"And I said, 'Well he's lying. I'll find you a record deal'." Bill was firm and fatherly.

 

"And Fred said, 'You'll find me a record deal'!" The tone was mocking; adolescent.

 

"And I said, 'Yeah, I'll find one'." Bill was young manhood itself, sober and indefatigable. He had obviously been fathering adolescent Fred back in the early years that he worked for him. "'If I go there and I say I have Fred Waring and I'll get him airplay, they'll believe me’. Because I had just won this award, you know. It's logical, isn't it?"

 

Mj nodded, pondering. He had to stay afloat. He peered into the brine, seeking a buoy.

 

Fred was respectful. "He says, 'Well, how do we get off Decca’?

 

"And I said, 'I'll talk to your lawyer’. So I talked to his lawyer.

 

"And I went off and got him the best record deal," Bill landed emphatically on the words, "he had ever had in his life! Better than the ones he had when he was on top, percentages and all this. With MEGA. And I came back again and I had to meet this meeting again.

 

"And I finally laid the law down. I said, 'Mr. Waring, if I'm gonna have to deal through this "Board of Directors," I don't want to deal any longer’.

 

"The next time I saw him we were alone. Nothin' more was said!"

 

...Baah (doo-doo-doooo), Baaah (doo-doo-doooooo),... Baaah!

 

A celesta chimed innocently. There was an understated, vapid coda, soft and tasteful as a nice fraternity burp.

 

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-Baaaaaaaaaaahhh.

 

Mj spotted driftwood and grabbed it. He said, "The way I react to that, you were like a father. You were firm. You were putting him in his place, with his sarcasm."

 

Bill said, "But not in a nasty way."

 

"No," said mj, clinging to flotsam, which appeared to be a father theory, "the way a good father would put a disrespectful, adolescent son in his place, respectfully but with firmness. And I don't think there's anybody that would do that for Fred, except maybe..." He thought about it.

 

"Somebody," Bill tried, "that really impressed him."

 

Mj felt he was in over his head. "How about women who are devoted to him? Maybe a wife could do it once in awhile." He almost had it, maybe, but felt he had probably blown it somehow.

 

And he had. He'd lost Bill with that far-fetched guess.

 

"Now!" Bill said, ready to move on.

 

"But that," mj said, flailing, befuddling himself further, "would be more like a mother doing it!" This idea seemed absurd even to him, and he drifted off again.

 

"The new seers recommended that every effort should be made to eradicate self-importance from the lives of warriors. I have followed that recommendation, and much of my endeavors with you has been geared to show you that without self-importance we are invulnerable."[7]

 

Mj almost had nailed it. Bill was acting like a good firm father to a spoiled, adolescent Fred, the brilliant teenage creative genius, whose father had deserted him in his youth, and whose mother had overcompensated by indulging him; a Fred who had been so hurt in his youthful years by paternal desertion and maternal overindulgence he had never grown up past adolescence. Fred Waring’s emotional growth had been arrested in his youth. Bill had figured out how to deal with the adolescent neurosis, by some method mj could not decipher, one that had nothing to do with psychoanalysis, father complexes, or mother complexes. He had kept Fred in the palm of his hand for a few years. He had just said so himself.

 

All they had to do was figure out how Bill’s plan for dealing with Fred had gone wrong, and fix it. Get it back on track.

 

With someone like Bill, though, you had to keep it simple, solid and heroic; deliver it in a one-two punch to the jaw; get his attention and respect, no fancy footwork. Mj had his attention for a second, but blew it with badly timed crapola about a strong and parental woman. The twist had merit, maybe; but it was too far afield and off the subject for a man like Bill, when no woman was a part of the discussion. And it failed to gain his attention or respect.

 

WARING-OGRAPHY QUIZ

ANSWER SHEET

 

1. Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians.

2. "Collegiate" - 1925

3. Victor Talking Machine Company

4. (a) Victor Talking Machine Company; (b) RCA (c) Decca (d) Capitol (e) Reprise (f) Mega

5. "Nashville Nightingale" - Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians

6. "Sleep" - Fred Waring's Pennsylvanians

7. (a) "Banjazzatra" (b) Waring-McClintock Snap Orchestra (c) Waring's Banjo Orchestra

8. Architecture

9. (a) Old Gold (b) Ford (c) Chesterfield (d) General Electric

10. Dwight D. Eisenhower

11. Milton Berle

12. Robert Shaw - Atlanta Symphony Orchestra

13. "Sleep"

14. 58 years, as of touring season 1972-73 [8]


[1]  The musical women in the chorus or band Fred would always refer to, whether directly or indirectly, as ‘the girls’. And – as the ‘Credits’ section of  the ‘Year 56’ program booklet (Fall 1972 to Spring 1973) reveals – there were only two positions for women, ‘Assisting’, and ‘Costume Design/Supervision’. All of the rest of Waring’s world was a man’s world, as the cartoons given to Fred reveal too, except that wives and children would appear in the wings sometimes, and beautiful young women were alluded to often. Dr. Lorenzo said he decided not to photograph 90% of the lovely drawn nudes the cartoonists had given Fred as thank-you for his hospitality at the Inn, and most of the 10% he did photograph were not appropriate for the present work either, even though they were ‘a little less salacious’ than the 90%. As the present cartoon suggests, as well as several others included in the present work, beautiful scantily clad women were a frequent item of discussion among the ‘Old Boys’ of Waring’s world, including artists, musicians, guests, golfers, etc. The present cartoon, not surprisingly, therefore, in keeping with the ‘Old Boys’ theme of the present chapter, suggests a wardrobe and chair and movie camera for the hosts of a (fantasy?) poolside bathing suit beauty parade at Shawnee Inn. It reads: “June 3: Megaphone, Norfolk jacket, Turtleneck sweater, Riding pants and Puttees – Crop, etc.,...”... “Fred – Suggestion for Gag Cameraman and Old-Time Director to be ‘Covering’ our Bathing Suit Parade around the pool... Best Wishes – Milton” (Caniff). Caniff’s name is at the top of his own formal letterhead (or drawing paper) on which he has rapidly sketched this ‘gag’, for Fred’s amusement. Caniff (born in 1907) was only 7 years younger than Fred, so they were of the same generation and seemed to understand each other well, judging from the cartoons Caniff gave Fred. They both were Eagle Scouts. Caniff won the ‘Distinguished Eagle Scout Award’ from the Boy Scouts. In his birth town Hillsboro, Ohio, on an Ohio Historical Marker he is remembered as ‘The Rembrandt of Comics’. His most famous comics were ‘Terry and the Pirates’, ‘Dickie Dare’, and ‘Steve Canyon’, the first being his most popular, the last continuing until his death in 1988. Fred would have liked the fact that Caniff did a lot of cartoon work for and about the U.S. Military. Ike Eisenhower, Fred Waring and Milton Caniff were all cut from the same cloth. For more on Caniff, see also 'a note regarding the Waring Collection cartoons'.

 

[2]  Castaneda, The Fire from Within, p. 12.

 

[3]  Excerpted from Bill Blackburn's 'Fred Waring Press Book', a promotional kit he mailed to USA radio stations in any town where a live Fred Waring road-show concert was about to occur, to be read over the air to help drum up enthusiasm and sell tickets.

 

[4]  Castaneda, loc cit.

 

[5]  Ibid. The Mexican Yaqui-tribe shaman/seer don Juan is instructing Carlos Castaneda in how to master the ‘warrior’ technique of ‘awareness’, in “Petty Tyrants,” Chapter 2 of The Fire from Within.

 

[6]  "The Whiffenpoof Song," by George S. Pomeroy, Meade Minnigerode, and Fred B. Galloway, revised lyric by Rudy Vallee (these are the credits given on the record by Decca: The Best of Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians). In 2018 Dr. Lorenzo wrote to the editorial board of the present work: “For anyone who loves the memories evoked by college male glee club singing, this is the ultimate recording of the ultimate song, ‘The Whiffenpoof Song’, which originated from the ultimate glee club school, Yale, sung by the ultimate male tippler crooner, Bing Crosby, and delivered to perfection by the ultimate 20th century glee club, Fred Waring and The Pennsylvanians. The song itself is about tippling in a bar, while glee-club singing: IN A BAR, called Mory’s. Two traditional men’s glee club songs are named in the song: ‘Shall I Wasting’, from a poem written in England in 1615 by George Wither, and ‘Mavourneen’, or ‘Kathleen Mavourneen’, from 1837, which became a Civil War song. ‘Lou-ee’, or Louis, was a real owner of the real bar in Yale’s town of New Haven, Mory’s Temple Bar. The lyrics of the chorus are from a poem by Rudyard Kipling. As of 2018, Mory’s still exists in New Haven, Connecticut, near Yale’s campus, and retains many of the ancient traditions involving glee singing, including the Whiffenpoofs themselves, who still sing this song there, at times, their membership changing from school year to school year.”

 

[7]  Castaneda, loc cit. See footnote 5 above.

 

[8]  This ‘press release’ of Bill’s may have been a preliminary draft, as yet unedited and uncorrected for errors. The dates for question 14 do not jive with our dates in the present work. But in truth, it is very difficult to keep track of just exactly which year was the fiftieth, which the fifty-eighth, etc. So we do not claim to have nailed such dates with perfection, and will stick to our schema only as a likely approximation. According to our schema, the answer to question 14, “How many years has Fred Waring been in show business?” if asked during the “1972-73 season,” should be "55" or “56.” See Bibliography for notes on the 50th Anniversary Program.

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