I got to see him. A childhood hero. Steve Martin. Since his first record “Let’s Get Small” hit in 1977, I’ve been a fan ever since. I bet I played that record dozens and dozens of times as a kid. And I still have it. And this morning, after last night’s concert, Karen and I are listening to not only that album, but thanks to Tidal…a whole host of Steve’s recordings as an accomplished banjo player. Who knew he had so many recordings that are quite remarkable as stand alone performances…not to mention his acclaim as arguably the most successful stand-up comedian of the 1970’s.
Comedy, music, movies, books, and now on-stage comedy and blue grass band performances here in 2016. Congratulations Steve for a lifetime of fun and success. And from a true fan, thank you.
Steve Martin has also written a couple of books, his first being “Cruel Shoes.” My favorite story written by Steve Martin:
— Demolition of The Cathedral at Chartres —
Mr. Rivers was raised in the city of New York, had become involved in construction and slowly advanced himself to the level of crane operator for a demolition company. The firm had grown enormously, and he was shipped off to France for a special job. He started work early on Friday and, due to a poorly drawn map, at six-thirty one morning in February began the demolition of the Cathedral at Chartres.
The first swing of the ball knifed an arc so deadly that it tore down nearly a third of a wall and the glass shattered almost in tones, and it seemed to scream over the noise of the engine as the fuel was pumped in the long neck of the crane that threw the ball through a window of the Cathedral at Chartres.
The aftermath was complex and chaotic, and Rivers was allowed to go home to New York, and he opened up books on the Cathedral and read about it and thought to himself how lucky he was to have seen it before it was destroyed.