‘He’s my favorite honky’
Steve Martin, 1972
When I was a kid, my dad bought me a huge stack of comedy albums at a garage sale.
Bill Cosby. Bob Newhart. Bill Dana. Old radio shows with Abbot & Costello, Jack Benny, Fred Allen, Stan Freberg. Alan Sherman. George Carlin. Redd Foxx. Stiller and Meara. Jonathan Winters. Richard Pryor. Robert Klein. The Smothers Brothers.
Steve Martin changed the game when he arrived on the scene.
He threw out all the rules. In school, a bunch of us recreated his 1978 single, King Tut, as a dance number.
Here’s Martin in headdress, in concert with Henry Winkler:
Steve Martin, 1979
This was the album to own:
A few years ago, Martin finally wrote an autobiography of his standup career – which had gotten so big, he was selling out stadiums. Then one night, he quit. Jumped into acting and was mum on the whole standup thing. Only referred to it once, on a episode of Saturday Night Live, stating, ‘that was the old me.’
It was wild and crazy.
Steve Martin, 1979