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It’s hard to fathom a world where any imaginable sight, sound, or moving image of your fave rave pop star isn’t a mere click/Tok away. But back in that Golden Age when the roll was still an essential part of rock, families instead gathered ’round their communal TV set every Sunday evening at eight to turn on and tune completely into the beauty, the splendor, the downright wonder which was The Ed Sullivan Show. And then, but only if you were pubescent and/or lucky enough, at the top of any such given hour ringmaster Ed might just include in his introductory announcement, “And for all the youngsters out there…” before intoning – and quite often mispronouncing – none other than the name off the label of your latest, most current constantly-played seven inches of polyvinyl!  

Indeed, it was in front of our family’s 23-inch Admiral Television that, thanks to Ed, my budding eyes both first beheld everyone from the Dave Clark Five and Gerry (RIP) and his Pacemakers to Dusty Springfield, Buck Owens, The Four Tops and Herb Alpert. And in his final years, despite daily intrusions from the likes of American Bandstand and an overwhelming slew of syndicated afternoon frug-fests, Ed still grabbed, nabbed, then broadcast the very best of musical small-screen stars; to cite but one example, the 12/29/68 Sullivan appearance of Sly and his Family Stone was then, and remains, just about the most ball-busting four-minutes-some you, or I, have ever seen. Any where. At any time. 

And while the man was often derided for his, um, stiffness shall we say, and the heppest of cats out there may still poo-pooh over his treatment of Messrs. Dylan then Morrison for example, remember that Mr. Ed, sponsors and network practices be damned, went way out on several limbs in putting onto national TV acts such as Bo Diddley and (eventually) Elvis Himself, back in the days when Louis Armstrong and his handkerchief were still considered a moral outrage on many home screens. Not to mention, need we never ever forget it was on Sullivan’s stage that those four “youngsters from Liverpool” first played live to the North American continent. And altered a few million destinies in the process.  

Nevertheless, Ed’s final show aired fifty-one years ago this June the 6th. Although nobody, including Ed, knew it at the time.

Goodbye EdShall we give the final words on the subject to one of the world’s greatest wordsmiths – and a frequent guest on the show himself? George Carlin, from his FM & AM album: “No-one got a chance to thank Ed. The last one that they taped; they didn’t know it was going to be the last one. What a shame. I would like to have been there, just to say… Thanks Ed.”



By Gary Pig Gold

Gary Pig Gold is a singer-songwriter, record producer, filmmaker, and author. His fanzine The Pig Paper was Canada's first independently published music magazine, and among the recording artists he has worked with are Pat Boone, Dave Rave, Endless Summer, Simply Saucer and Shane Faubert.