Thursday, December 20, 2012

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

 

LRNArts Blog is taking a long-awaited holiday vacation but will return January 11, 2013, barring any delays in travel...

Greeting Card, Anonymous, circa 1925
 

Many thanks to my readers for their continuing support.  As of this writing, the blog has attracted visitors from over 90 nations.  This response has made the work which goes into the blog a labor of love...

 

Come January, we shall continue our explorations of art, pop culture, history, science...

 

We end the year with some photographs of the dry country in which I live.  My hope is that you enjoy them.  It is a hard land but is filled with beauty for those who take time to explore it...


 

And my prayer is that the year 2013 of the Common Era brings for each of you and all those whom you love, gifts of peace, love, health, prosperity, wisdom, and joy...

Phyrne Before The Judges, Albert Wein, 1948
 



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CREDITS

Note: All photographs for this essay were located through Google Images or Wikipedia, without authoritative source or ownership information except as noted:  Anonymous Greeting Card, circa 1925, from Art Deco Graphics by Patricia Frantz Kery, New York, 2002.  Phryne Before The Judges by Albert Wein from ossining.org. All other photography by Louis R Nugent.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

BIRTH OF A PITCHMAN

"And out there in the night they listen.  Lying in bed, curled in a chair, driving a car, swinging on a porch-- in every likely and unlikely place-- the restless, the workers, the insomniacs, or just the 'night people,' wonder who will bring another fantasy to entertain them during the sleeping hours...."-- John Nebel, The Way Out World, 1961

 

Long John Nebel-- a man with a carnie's eye for an easy mark and a child's sense of wonder-- one of the most influential people in my life...


He paved the way for the Larry Kings and Art Bells of today, this 6' 4" man born John Zimmerman in Chicago in 1911.  His heaviest day on the bathroom scale saw the red needle pointing at 160 lbs.  He dropped out of school in the eighth grade.  But, being who he was, JZ had already become an avid reader who loved learning about almost everything under the sun almost as much as he loved learning how to pull off a con before he pulled it off...   
Flying Saucer contactee George Adamski (left) elucidates the finer points of
the utopian outer-space lifestyle led by his friend Orthon of Venus whom he
met one wintry day in the Mojave Desert.  A skeptical John Nebel holds up a
clearly authentic photograph of the Venusian mothership.


One biographer dubbed him "radio talk king, master salesman, magnificent charlatan"...


He married one of 1940s America's famous fashion models, Candy Jones, nee Jessica Arline Wilcox of Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.  Just a few months after their marriage on New Year's Eve, 1972, gabfest master Nebel came to believe his beloved wife was one of many victims of Project MKUltra, a sinister CIA mind-control project... 


By his own account, which should be viewed with affectionate suspicion, he found his way to New York around 1930.  In the introduction to his 1961 book, The Way Out World, Nebel had no real complaints about his childhood as the son of an advertising executive (Dad) and a dermatologist (Mom).  Life, he writes, was pretty good-- all the chocolate creams a kid could want without paying for it with pesky pimples...
A series of hypnotic sessions aimed at
shedding on light on the causes of mood
swings in Nebel's wife led the radio host
to believe she'd been part of a CIA
mind-control experiment.


Without explaining why to the reader, other than hinting he may have gotten in trouble for peddling stolen firecrackers, young John found himself shipped off to live with his grandparents in the metropolis of Wisconsin Dells.  Grandma was the president of the local Women's Christian Temperance Union.  Grandpa was a man who appreciated a good card game, cheap cigars, a shapely floozy, and properly distilled vegetation...


In the summer of his fourteenth year, the circus came to Wisconsin Dells...


Nebel's account of how young John Zimmerman eventually became John Nebel has it that one of the clowns took sick and that JZ, tall for his age and a smooth talker, talked the circus' owner into letting him fill in for the ailing funny man.  The clown stayed sick. John agreed to play the next show date in nearby Baraboo after getting the OK from Mom and Dad back home in Chicago.  His father gave him permission to spend two weeks with the circus.  John conveniently forgot when fourteen days had passed...
The circus came to town during young John Zimmerman's summer visit with
Grandma and Grandpa in Wisconsin Dells.  And then he met Lady Ester...


At the end of the summer, the eagle-eyed adolescent knew three things:  he loved show business, psychic phenomena and the occult world fascinated him (for reasons we shall see in a few paragraphs), and that selling was the greatest form of self-expression in the world...


Many years later, John Zimmerman transformed himself into John Nebel, an erstwhile Paramount Theater usher and New York City sidewalk salesman and auction house owner who'd approached the Big Apple's WOR radio station with a pitch for a late night interview program devoted to, as Nebel biographer Donald Bain put it, "discussing strange and unusual topics".  For Long John, the idea was a win-win proposition.  He'd hawk his auction business AND get paid a few extra bucks in the process.  The station management wasn't overly keen on the idea but decided it had little to lose.  WOR's ratings were in the tank and the station surely couldn't lose any more ad revenue than it was already losing in the 12 Midnight to 5:30 AM slot...


To everyone's great surprise, including Long John Nebel's,  his graveyard shift gabfest hooked almost every night owl within clear channel WOR's considerable range...
The circus life gave John Nebel three things-- a love of show business, a life-
long fascination with the strange and unusual, and a belief that selling was the
ultimate way of expressing himself.


[Exactly how popular was his late night talk show?  WNBC reportedly offered Long John a yearly salary of $100,000 to sign on after he left rival WOR in 1961.  Industry analysts believe this was one of the highest paychecks offered to a radio personality at the time.]


Why did they listen?...


Nebel's account of his years at WOR gives us a hint (and a good reason to revisit Long John and his show in future blog entries) with chapter titles like "Saturnian Lovers And Venusian Mistresses", "The $20,000,000 Ticket To The Moon Plus Some Impossible Inventions", "Edgar Cayce, Psychic Doctor, And John R Brinkley, King Of The Quacks", "Deros, Devils, And Snowmen"...


If you were bored, and it was 2 AM, what better way to while away the sleepless hours than hear Orfeo Angelucci weave his tale of his chance meeting with a dying physician named "Adam" in a nearly empty restaurant in Twenty Nine Palms, California, and the five-inch tall blonde, scantily clad, who materialized inside a glass filled with a fine but "very rare" champagne from Adam's home planet and danced in a frenzy until she had exhausted herself and disappeared as mysteriously as she'd appeared...
Long John Nebel-- Auctioneer Extraordinaire-- plugging
"The Value Center of New Jersey"


One suspects Long John became enamored of the world of the strange and bizarre, at least in part, due to a youthful crush on his fellow circus performer, 'The Lady Ester'...


We'll just let Long John tell us the story himself as he takes us back to the first time he heard the circus barker make his pitch for the hard-earned nickels and dimes of good hearted but easily fleeced backwoods rubes...


"Ladies and gentlemen.  I'd appreciate it if you'll now gather over to this platform.  Thank you.  Will you be kind enough, please, to move in a little closer.  Those ladies over there, would you please move in just a little closer.  It is a rare privilege and a great honor for the Lamont Brothers to have this season, as our star attraction, Lady Ester.  Lady Ester can read your mind without the aid of any mechanical or electrical equipment, or personal contact.
Andy Sinatra, The Mystic Barber, communicated with
folks on other planets by way of his home-made headband.


"She was the seventh born in a family of seven children.  She was born on the 31st day of October-- a day that we celebrate as Halloween.  At the age of seven, Lady Ester was able to answer her mother's questions and execute her mother's desires prior to the time they were orally stated.  At the age of fourteen, she had completed her high school education.  On her graduation day, she was giving the valedictory speech when all of a sudden she stopped.  For a period of time that seemed hours but evidently was just a matter of seconds, there was complete silence in that high school auditorium in Ashtabula, Ohio...


"Members of the audience began feeling sorry for this little youngster who evidently had forgotten the rest of her speech.  And just then little Ester said, in a quivering faint voice, 'There's a bad wreck that's going to happen at the railroad crossing in a few minutes'...


"A blanket of silence covered the auditorium.  In the distance could be heard the roar of an oncoming train"...
Nebel guest Orfeo Angelucci began to suspect his
acquaintance Dr Adam wasn't from around here when
a five-inch blonde, quite scantily clad, appeared out
of thin air and began dancing in a champagne glass.


Of course it happened!  Dear readers, don't waste your time looking for records of that tragic incident in Ashtabula, Ohio.  They were destroyed in a tragic fire that took place many years ago.  Step right up, Ladies and Gentlemen, for just a few more minutes of your time at some point in the next few weeks, we'll learn who Lady Ester really was and what happened when a young Long John Nebel found himself standing in front of the same judge three times on one cold day after the Great Stock Market Crash...


But for just two quarters, half of a dollar, my good friends, I'll see to it you get the best seat in the house.  Perhaps Lady Ester, who so accurately and uncannily predicted the most tragic event in the annals of a lovely Ohio town, will take notice of you and speak of the many wonderful things yet to come in your life.  Who knows?  Love and fortune may be waiting just around the corner.  Just two quarters, ladies and gentlemen, yes-- you heard me right, friends-- a mere half dollar...   

 
Candy Jones in her 1940s super-model and
USO entertainer days.

 

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Fine Art America now features painting, drawings, and photographs by 17 artists who celebrate the majestic and uncompromising landscapes, settlements, people, plants, and animals of West Texas.

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Fine Arts America now features  work celebrating the mysterious and lovely Bayou State of Louisiana and its unique lifestyle:

 

 

CREDITS

Note: All photographs for this essay were located through Google Images or Wikipedia, without authoritative source or ownership information except as noted:  John Nebel with George Adamski from obscurantist.com; Long John Nebel Auction House ad from songpoemmusic.com; Long John Nebel Presents The Flying Saucer Story from tower.com; Wisconsin Dells photo from wisconsinlakes.com; Circus Comes To Town from yesterdaystowns.blogspot.com., Orfeo Angelucci book jacket from radiantebooks.net   Lady Ester story quoted from The Way Out World, John Nebel, New York, 1961

Thursday, December 6, 2012

ANOTHER HOLIDAY TIME IN THE DESERT


Not quite a year ago, when the LRNArts blog was in its infancy, we took a tour of the holiday preparations going on around San Angelo...

We still don't have any dreidel spinning contests in this part of West Texas, a sad fact noted in last year's ode to winter celebrations...

This year we revisit the Santa Fe Railroad depot and its wreath-bedecked engine sitting idly under an icy-blue desert sky... 


Our next stop is the Tom Green County Courthouse early one Sunday morning to view the Nativity Scene gracing its lawn.  Pesky ideas about separation of church and state don't hold much water in these parts, pardner...

 
Local merchants celebrate the season with outdoor displays, too, or fill their windows with holiday cheer.  They are private businesses and even the old Ebenezer Scrooge would have no real right to complain about their right to spend their funds as they see fit.  Near the entrance to Eggemeyer's General Store, a lamb peeks through slats in a makeshift manger at three wise dudes shlepping from the east...

 
Snow doesn't fall often in this part of the desert.  But it did on one long ago Christmas when poor Santa's reindeer had the flu and he had to don a ten gallon cowboy hat and ride his trusty steed, Tarbush Tom, over the cactus-studded plains to make sure all the good little boys of the Concho Valley awoke to stockings filled with licorice and shiny Indian Head pennies...


And there are elegant mannequins in store windows...


Not to be outdone, Pearl the Mermaid proves she can look just as fancy in a Christmas cap as any snooty uptown lady...


Locals know the start of the holiday season has nothing to do with Black Friday or even national chains putting up trees and playing Jingle Bells over store intercoms right after the Fourth of July fireworks show.  It really begins when two and half miles of Concho River banks downtown are lit up by over three million lights.  Visitors from across Texas and 27 states saw the lights last year.  A pedestrian crossing the bridge near the Visitor Center could see scenes from the Twelve Days of Christmas greeting the morning sun at dawn on another lovely West Texas desert day...     

 

 

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Louis Nugent: Electric Triangles
 


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Fine Art America now features painting, drawings, and photographs by 17 artists who celebrate majestic and uncompromising landscapes, settlements, people, plants, and animals of West Texas.


Fine Arts America now features  work celebrating the mysterious and lovely Bayou State of Louisiana and its unique lifestyle:

http://fineartamerica.com/groups/cajun-country-louisiana.html

 

CREDITS

Note: All photographs for this essay were located through Google Images or Wikipedia, without authoritative source or ownership information except as noted: all photographs by Louis R Nugent.