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What? Who?

“Glory is fleeting,” Napoleon is supposed to have said, “but Obscurity is forever.” Fame is a lot like glory in that respect. You can’t be too well-known if people don’t remember who you are.

Some time back, a younger person was asking who the Beatles were, and the explanation came back that it was Paul McCartney’s band before he joined Wings. (It wasn’t my answer…)

Ouch. I would have figured the Beatles as beyond forgetting. But what about their predecessors, popular singers like Eddie Cantor and Paul Anka? I’ll admit I can’t name even one Eddie Cantor song, and at the moment, I’m drawing a blank on Anka as well.

Elvis is remembered, I guess. I haven’t done any surveys. I was nervous about buying a Marilyn Monroe book collection for fear that no one remembers her anymore, and I’d be stuck with them. (I’ve pretty much sold them all.) Napoleon is supposed to have finished his Fleeting Glory saying with: “I choose obscurity.” Ironically, the French military leader maintains his fame more than two-hundred years later.

A research project had me going through the archives of Billboard magazine, a trade publication that has been in print for over a century. Most people have heard of the Billboard music charts, but the magazine actually reports on a myriad of entertainment fields. One of the covers from the 1940s caught my attention.

The slim fellow behind the microphone was so well known in his time, that he could be identified just by his initials – N.T.G. – sort of like presidents JFK and FDR.

Inside the magazine is an item serving as a caption to the front cover, and the final line reads: Nils Thor Granlund is one of the great showmen of our time.

And I bet you’ve never – ever – heard of him.

For those of us looking the article over from a distance of more than half a century, even the accomplishments attributed to the showman are obscure.

“It was NTG who conceived the elaborate movie premiere, with lights, news-cameras and personal appearances of stars. It was NTG who exploited and advertised the first full-length motion picture in this country. When radio began to gain a foothold it was NTG who brought Al Jolson and Eddie Cantor and Harry Richman to the listening public. He also presented radio’s first amateur program.”

The item goes on to point out that Granlund was born in Lapland and by age eighteen had already made his mark as a race car driver, an aviator, and press agent – then went to work for movie pioneer Marcus Loew.

“His greatest fame, of course, has been gained in the night club field,” claimed the Billboard writer. “The famed Paradise Restaurant in New York was also his creation.”

A lot of “fame” being thrown around there, but all these years later, his name, his restaurants, and his night club adventures are lost to memory. Granlund’s name was largely forgotten by the public at the time of his death, in a 1950s car accident. His was a rags to riches to rags story. Fame is fleeting. Obscurity is forever. When no one can even recall your name, it doesn’t matter how famous you once were.

And NTG was at the top of the heap in his time.

The Billboard item starts: “No history of show business could be complete without a long chapter devoted to the incomparable NTG, star-maker, pioneer, and precedent-setter extraordinary.”

Wow.

Maybe the most famous person you’ve never heard of.

Somebody ought to write a book about the guy!

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

The words. A clue to authenticity.

Don’t get me wrong – I love George Clooney. Here’s the trouble. Right off the bat, George’s character says, in the World War Two setting, “We have been tasked with….”

Reality check.

In the WWII era, NO ONE had ever been “tasked with” anything. They might have been assigned the task of, or have been “given the task of” doing this or that. George’s new movie, Monuments Men, is set in the 1940s, back when the word “task” was a noun. They’re changing up the grammar rules, I guess.

Tasking? Or – as presented in the past tense – tasked? I’m sorry. That’s a made up word. Like gifting.

Engish, I realize, is a constantly changing language.

But it will be a good while before I snap a “selfie.”

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main, Broken Arrow OK!

Ooh. Sooners!

I expect a call immediately from OU coach Bob Stoops. Thanks are in order. There has been a (shall I say it?) jinx over the years. When I watch the Sooners play on TV, they lose. When I don’t watch – they win. Needless to say, I was in front of the television the night of the Sugar Bowl. I watched a crime show.

Granted, I flipped over every ten minutes or so. I was fortunate enough to watch – LIVE – a Sooner touchdown! I changed channels immediately, worrying about the whole sports balance of things. (When I flipped back later, there was a significant penalty against OU, which I figured was Karma for my having seen an OU scoring drive.

Earlier in the evening – me alone in the bookshop – I said some words I won’t repeat in this public forum – after hearing the ESPN announcers prognosticating the odds of a University of Oklahoma win as slim. NO. It wasn’t a no chance thing, not at all, it was an impossibility for the University of Oklahoma Sooners to win the Sugar Bowl game against the Alabama Crimson Tide. No. No chance. Nada. None, whatsoever. (Get it?) The Sooners can NOT possibily win. Oh, the announcers were very eloquent about the subject, but the bottom line was, the University of Oklahoma against the University of Alabama? Sell the souls of your children. It won’t make any difference. No divine intervention will stop the Crimson Tide. Not a prayer in the world will be heard on behalf of an OU win.

Arghhh!

It’s hard to hear that kind of talk. Especially when it comes to the Sooners. I’m old enough to remember the years of Sooner Magic. When – against all odds – the Sooners – Oh, OH! Time is running OUT! – pulled out the win.

OH!

The blood pressure! Now, SportsCenter is calling it the biggest upset in the history of the collegiate Bowl Games. AAAaaaaahhhhhhhh! It is only an UPSET because the on-air doofus-announcers chose to call a Sooner’s win an impossible task.

Ouch.

I’ m really proud of OU – knocking off the Crimson Tide in a BCS Bowl Game. It never occurred to me that winning the game was against ALL odds. But that is what ESPN is all about.

They’ve even hired Tim Tebow, their main-man, their Prince-of-Pigskin, their Messiah of Mainstream, as a broadcaster for future collegiate games. Their guy who was the answer of ALL football questions. His future co-horts?

Mark May? The fellow who said the Sooner had ABSOLUTELY (Absolutely!) no chance of winning the game? Ooops. He was wrong.

Has he admitted his error? Not as of this late hour.

It doesn’t matter to me, though. My daughter – and all the money I could spare – went to OU. She was gracious enough to invite me to some Father-Daughter games and I was flattered at her invitation and excited to attend with her. As an OU family, it means a lot to get a win. (I remember when she attended a Bowl Game in New Orleans and the Sooners lost. The LSU fans wound up buying her drinks, even in her loss. (She knows public relations!)

Congratulations, Sooners! (And – as for my personal struggle – wanting to watch the game but knowing I can’t because of the resulting jinx – I’m hoping my viewing-abstinence can result in some form of – game over recollection – or at least a chance to watch a replay.) Nah. On second thought – I’m just happy just to have tuned in at the end, when the University of Oklahoma got the win over the team that ALL over America thought would be the winner.

Boomer. Sooner!

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main Broken Arrow, OK!

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