Judge — June 7, 1930 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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Opportunity Taps “Bue I got a great idea for a song. “Don't talk to me about songs. You know that ‘Whistling in the Wind’ number we wrote? Well, Edelstein tells me it’s folded up like a tent. And sales are way off on ‘Do Do Diddley Dum Doop. Take it from me, when that hot stuff won't click, nothing will.” “But this is different——" “That's what you said about ‘Love Nest by a Waterfall.” And look what happened to it!” “But this time I've got a real hunch, Ever hear the ‘Stein Song’? “You mean that thing Rudy Vallée's been singing?” “Well, it's popular, aint it? Ain't the public eating it up? They got it records and sheets and on the “It's popular, all right. What of “Bill, you'll never be a Man of Vision, Lissen. Here's the whole country going nutty over a college song. Why shouldn't we write lege song just like it and clean up before the other Broadway boys hep to themselves?” ce that’s an idea. But you gi tie-up with som a college guy, are you: But I been trying to sign up I wrote to Harvard, Notre “Great heavens! Is she going to sing?” “I'm afraid so—I spilt some salt at dinner!” 26 + Columbia, Yale, Vassar and But none of them guys wanted theme songs. But I fin'ly land the Peoria Barber College.” “A barber colle . ot? A college E I the song, ‘Drink to Dear Old Barber Coll and it’s just as good as a regular university, see?” “Yeah.” is a college. ng to work over the tune of this ‘Stein S Vl stick in some Schubert and Berlin so’s_ itll sound different. It's up to you to figure out some good, snappy punch-lines. aybe you can get some ideas from tein’ Song.’ Look over this . What's this? .. ‘o the gods, to the fates, to the rulers of men and their destinies’ . . . Well, I'm a so-and-so! Is that a puneh- line? I ask you!” They sing it, don’t they? You can't argue with the public. I. tell you, they're ripe for this high-toned stuff.” “Maybe I can think of something o fit'in there... To the cops, © wops ... To my gal, dear old hat's it, only make her a college out the beginning . . . les the mugs to dear old Barber... Then there ought to be something about dear old Barber al- ways winning by a close shave. “No, no, no! You got the wrong angle. You can’t make it a gag song. It’s got to be serious. Fill it up with lots of sentiment and do-and-die stuff. The good old hokum, see? Only edu- cational this time.” “Boy, it sounds like a clean-up! When do we start?” —H. A. Woopsansee comicbooks.com