Eugene David<br>...The One-Minute Pundit

Posted 4:46 PM by Gene

Today outside of the CHEAP CHANNEL JR. noise emporium on South Street I too often mention here, with "I Cover the Waterfront" as arranged by Conrad Salinger running ceaselessly through my head, some slightly strange looking teenage girls had camped out for hours for something called "AP Tour" (i.e., Alternative Press -- a rag about another deafening dreary adenoidal fragment of what passes for pop, not a print clone of the Craigslist Erotic division) -- and a thought struck me: does the Great White 1-0-0 circuit have groupies?

We adults must talk of pop not as a foreign language, a worn old trope, but as some sort of garbled Morse code broadcast silently by a distant race of androids to earthly cults who keep it among themselves. The great Jack Teagarden made that old John Green - Edward Heyman song famous. His version wanders through my head too now and then. You don't need an attitude to hear it. Big T would be about the same to those stupid teen girls as their wailing is to me. Not my loss; it's theirs -- and ours.

P. S. on 6/27/2009 at 5:40 p. m. I should have mentioned: Salinger was a friend of John Green's and worked for him when he was music director at MGM. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....