Funny thing, this blogging. I sat down this morning with the intention of writing a heartfelt post about how it is sometimes difficult to write an anonymous blog, but it rapidly morphed into Bizarro World. (BTW non-fame is not the same as infamy - just wanted to get that out there...)
Right now there are some remarkable things going on in my life - and I can't share them, because that might effectively "blow my cover". Bummer. So, I was planning on having a brief pity-party about this self-inflicted affliction, until I looked for a graphic to use on the post. Lo and behold, I found the perfect picture: The Unkown Comic.
The memories flooded back: The Gong Show. I loved the Gong Show. For those of you young-uns that don't know what I am talking about, The Gong Show aired from 1976-1980 (Pretty much my High School career.) It was a strange and wonderful talent show. (And I use the term "talent" very, very loosely) People would get up on stage and do whatever they wanted to do. There were three judges who could either score the contestants, or, if they just couldn't take it anymore, stand up and strike a big gong to put everyone out of their misery. It was a blast.
It wasn't until this morning that I really gave much thought to the fact that all of the popular reality shows on TV right now - American Idol, The Voice, America's Got Talent, are just more boring, gong-less versions of The Gong Show.
I loved Chuck Barris, and the way he looked like he was having such a good time (probably because he looked stoned all the time). I loved the Unknown Comic, even though he got racy enough that my mom would make me turn off the TV sometimes. And, of course, I loved Gene, Gene the Dancing Machine. Who wouldn't? I especially loved it when guys like Steve Martin would perform, or judge.
Of course those too young to remember have no idea what I am talking about. I just thought you should know that you missed out.
Here is a sample that illustrates how the show worked - with a 1976 version of Oingo Boing performing. No, really. THE Oingo Boingo. (You don't need to thank me, I feel it is my duty to bless your lives)
And, if you are old enough, this will make you feel good inside:
Have a wonderful day, and please forgive my less frequent posting.