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SFX - Tom Keith (MUSIC) TR (ANNC): Welcome to PALM BEACH---- the glimmering winter playground
of America's deserving rich ---- where the mighty Atlantic (SURF) washes
the beautiful white sand beaches (SURF, GULLS), sand as fine as non-dairy
whitener ---- and those who have plenty of green stuff are waited on hand
and foot by minions and serfs. How about a round of golf at the country
club?¼. (GOLF SWING, KONK. WHIRR OF BALL IN FLIGHT. OOOHHH OF CROWD)
¼..or there's tennis (TENNIS VOLLEY), or table tennis (PING PONG
VOLLEY), or badminton (BADMINTON VOLLEY) or we could (HIS VOICE STARTS
SLOWING HERE, ELECTRONIC MALFUNCTION, MUSIC GOES SOUR) go to the Wampum
Room and play backgammon. GK: I remember it was snowing hard. (BLIZZARD WIND). I don't recall
if it was Memorial Day or Flag Day. Anyway---- we came into town on a
snow machine (BIG ENGINE START UP AND TAKE OFF), across open country,
(FAST PASS, BIRD FLIES UP IN ALARM) and a lot of wild animals were wandering
around looking for shelter, wolves (WOLF HOWL) and bears (SFX) and moose
(SFX) and caribou (SFX) and elk (SFX) and the snow was so thick we almost
ran into a chicken coop (SNOWMOBILE, CHICKEN FLURRY) and we got to the
hall and (RUNNING FOOTSTEPS, DOOR OPEN, CLOSE, RUNNING FOOTSTEPS) it was
a big rush to get there on time, we were in a panic (RUNNING FOOTSTEPS,
DOOR OPEN, CLOSE. FOOTSTEPS. DOOR OPEN, CLOSE. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. DOOR
OPEN, CLOSE. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS, DOOR OPEN. DOG SNARL. CLOSE. WALKING FOOTSTEPS.
DOOR OPEN. ELEPHANT CRY. DOOR CLOSE. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. DOOR OPEN. MAN:
WHY YOU---- (DOOR CLOSE. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. DOOR OPEN. GUNSHOTS. DOOR
CLOSE. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. DOOR OPEN. MAN: WHY YOU----. (DOOR CLOSE. RUNNING
FOOTSTEPS. DOOR OPEN. RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. CRY OF PANIC. FALLING. BIG SPLASH.)
So we were not our usual calm selves when the show started, and then----
we came to the big script, and Tom blew it---- GK: It was a scene in a script---- there was a blizzard in the
script (BLIZZARD) ---- or was it a typhoon (TYPHOON) ---- I think it was
a blizzard (SFX) ---- could it have been a tornado (SFX) ---- anyway,
there was a small boy --- TK: Shep? Shep? ---- a small boy looking for
his dog, lost in the blizzard---- (BLIZZARD) or the typhoon (TYPHOON)TK:
Shep???? ----- and suddenly ---- TK: Oh no! I got my foot caught on the
railroad track---- and off in the distance (TRAIN WHISTLE) and the boy
tried to get his foot free (TK EFFORT, WHISTLE) but the harder he pulled
the tighter it got (PANIC) and meanwhile there was this blizzard (BLIZZARD)
---- actually, I believe it was a thunderstorm (THUNDER, LIGHTNING) and
the boy didn't see the giant northern carnivorous bat---- the great white
snow bat with a wingspread of six feet ---- that came straight at him
out of the blinding whiteness--- the helpless child cowered in terror
as the immense creature let loose a horrific blood-curdling shriek--------
at least that's what the script said, but there was no bat shriek, or
sound of bat wings ---- in underlined capital letters the script said
BAT FLIES- GK: And it made no sense whatsoever with little Timmy out there
lost ---- TK: Help. Help. ---- and the train racing toward him---- (TRAIN
WHISTLE) with wolves approaching (HOWL) and the blizzard around him (BLIZZARD)
----- with thunder and lightning (SFX) ---- to suddenly have a bunch of
drunks---- TK: DRUNK ---- how could you do it? TK: I'm sorry. GK: So were we. The sound of the northern carnivorous snow bat
----it's horrific shriek ---- was a sound effect that Tom could do practically
better than anybody else. TK: I lost my place in the script, I couldn't help it. GK: So---- Tom was fired and caught a westbound freight (TRAIN
PASSING, WHISTLE, CLACKING ON RAILS) and lived the life of a vagabond
and did some heavy drinking (TK DRUNK) and he went to sea on a tramp steamer
to Calcutta (BOAT WHISTLE) and drove across the Upper Pradesh peninsula
in a Model T (CAR MISSING) and he rode a hot air balloon (TORCH BLAST,
THEN RIGGING) westward across the Atlantic and it ran into a blizzard
---- no, it wasn't, it was a thunderstorm (THUNDER, LIGHTNING) and a lightning
bolt blew a hole in the side of the balloon and gas came out of it fast
(LONG FLUTTER FART) and he was going down and he crashed (CRASH, CRUNCH)
in Nova Scotia and he got himself a car, a Chevy Nova, (CAR PULLING AWAY)
and he was driving fast (CAR SPEEDING), in northern Michigan, and he came
over a hill (CAR, HORN OF TRUCK PASSING, CAR CONTINUE) and almost sideswiped
an oncoming semi and he saw flashing blue lights behind him (DISTANT SIREN)
and he put his foot down (CAR ACCELERATE) and came around a corner and
(SKID) lost control and the car crashed through the barrier (SFX) and
rolled end over end over end over end over end over end over end over
end down a steep rocky slope (SFX SERIES OF CRASHES) and blew up (SERIES
OF EXPLOSIONS) just as Tom flew free and landed in Lake Superior (SWIMMING
SFX) and swam to shore, assisted by a dolphin (SFX) and found a motor
scooter and took that (MOTOR SCOOTER) to the Duluth airport where he found
an old biplane and (PLANE) took off but on an empty tank, so (PLANE MISSING)
that didn't last long---- he came down hard, but luckily he hit a snowbank
(PLANE CRUNCH) and that's how he knew he was in Bemidji. Snow on the ground
on the 4th of July. He knew it was the Fourth because of the fireworks
(ROCKETS). And he made his way in that direction through the woods, or thought he
did, but up above him in the tree, a giant wing stretched out, and then
another wing, and Tom felt a cold chill on his back and saw out of the
corner of his eye the shadow on the snow and felt that cold glittering
carnivorous eye and looked up and ---- there was Uncle Gunnar (TR SWEDISH)
and he had a gun, but what was he aiming at? The carnivorous snow bat.
(SHRIEK OF BAT) (GUNSHOT) © Garrison Keillor 2003 |
Old Sweet Songs: A Prairie Home Companion 1974-1976
Lovingly selected from the earliest archives of A Prairie Home Companion, this heirloom collection represents the music from earliest years of the now legendary show: 1974–1976. With songs and tunes from jazz pianist Butch Thompson, mandolin maestro Peter Ostroushko, Dakota Dave Hull and the first house band, The Powdermilk Biscuit Band (Adam Granger, Bob Douglas and Mary DuShane).





