Ah dear alls...
Lord Buckley, Deckman, must have been 50 somthing you saw him, as October 5th, 1960, he came to play the room I now own, then the Jazz Gallery, now Theatre 80. His Royal Hipness was on stage when the vice squad stepped up and jacked his caberet card.
Now he was outraged, he had done benifits for the man, so the next day he went to see the cats at the copshop and wound up dead in the hospital. No one knows if they whooped him in the head and caused a hemorage, or he had a hypertensive stroke, but he was a martyer to free speach on stage. The outrage at his death ended the caberet card system, which would have made folks like Lenny Bruce impossible to book.
I do, with some reverance, an hommage to Lord Richard Buckley, on our stage, even shaved me beard and grew a stash for the events this November... in my tails... this October will be the 50th aniversery of the great man's death, a loving, mad clown who should have seen the decades he ushered in with his genius.
When I was a kid, we still had the mike and mike stand he used that night, now we only have the base of the stand, everything comes and goes.
Bless him, he was one of a kind. Thanks for remembering him here...
Good night lords and ladies of the royal court.