But here's the thing...they had recorded all of 2 shows and because they lost the original studio they were shooting at, the group was forced to keep repeating the same two shows over and over in their time slot until they could secure a new space. And that was how we shook things up, both by writing material for them and about them, but also, acknowledging the long delay between shows by "adding" new people. It was something that I had learned (probably from John Rawlins) to work with what you had and to address the situation you were in. We had used it for a comedy revue with did in college. I've used it ever since in PHC sketches, Style without Substance shows, and in comedy packets submitted over the years. Meta is my favorite thing to do.
The sketch is a mix of actors and non-actors, me being one of the bigger non-actors. We wrote up cue cards on filing folders. We made costumes. I had a Halloween Frankenstein make-up kit we utilized. We brought props. We rehearsed a bit. If you watch me (the new guy) I am literally moving my lips reading everyone else's lines along with them. It was a long night.
I worked on this with my sometimes co-writer, the late John Rawlins, (Frankenstein) who had the driest delivery this side of the Sahara. My then girlfriend (and present wife) even got roped into it. It was our first toe-dip into show business.
And then things petered out. No one was happy with the new studio. As noted previously, you could hear the control room mics on the soundtrack. I'm pretty sure there were additional issues, but I no longer recall. They got the 3rd show aired and then...nothing. Farley and Bevis were a couple, and we think they were having relationship problems. There was mention of personality disorder. We met with Farley once or twice after (I remember him living in the actor apartments over on 10th) and things were considered but nothing became of any of it. No more Big B's. No more sketches. We didn't stay in touch with the actors and the writers I was friends with I remained friends with for some time after.
The last time I really thought about the show was when I was digitizing all my VHS tapes and then posting them to YouTube. We were young and any chance could be THE chance, so we would do what we could with what we had. And that would fall away, and we'd look for something else, a writer's workshop, a stand-up school, a Village Voice "Help Wanted" ad. It was a lot of journeys and a lot of cross fingers in those years. Which is probably why I have arthritis in my fingers now.
Anyway, the Cold Opening from Manhattan cable TV in 1981! And again, sorry about the picture ratio.






