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En Garde, whole no. 17, April 1946
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page 20 ARABESQUE WITH HORROR A Tribute By Al Ashley He may be found every Tuesday evening at the Gateway Playhouse, 4212 Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles. It is a small place seating about a hundred persons, a cozy, friendly little place of entertainment. Forry Ackerman was the first of the local fans to discover him. Forry mentioned it at the club one night, but few of the members appeared greatly impressed. Later Forry met him, told him of the fantasy club, and finally showed up with tickets which would admit two for the price of one. A theater party was soon arranged for the following Tuesday. I passed up the opportunity. Having heard the entertainment consisted solely of one chap sitting on the stage and telling stories of fantastic nature, I refused to become interested. "This business of someone telling me stories," I announced, "is something I outgrew when I ceased to be a child." I would have none of it. But many of the fans attended---and were captivated. They met him and his wife after the show, and went out for coffee with them. Both had promised, furthermore, to be present at the next club meeting. Theodore Gottlieb and his charming wife, Lisa, showed up as they had promised, and after the club meeting came over to Slanshack for the rest of the evening. They proved to be interesting and interested, and an all around wonderful couple. All of which led me to attend this next show. "My name---right now, is THEODORE" he commences. He is dressed completely in black, and black drapes serve as backdrop. A single spotlight placed some dozen feet in front of him provides the only illumination, and the bulk of its light is swallowed up in the black background. Only his striking, mobile face, and expressive hands stand out and provide the center of attention. Theodore tells first of his childhood; of his father's "oleus canis" manufactury, and his mother's studio for disposal of unwanted babes---and how they finally combined them; and of the strangely hostile attitude of the local gendarmerie. His program concludes with a story from Strange Tales magazine in a rendition utterly chilling. Taking full advantage of a combination of over-statement and under-statement/and his own bizarre personality, THEODORE weaves a unique spell of weird fantasy and diabolical humor that is never to be forgotten.
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page 20 ARABESQUE WITH HORROR A Tribute By Al Ashley He may be found every Tuesday evening at the Gateway Playhouse, 4212 Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles. It is a small place seating about a hundred persons, a cozy, friendly little place of entertainment. Forry Ackerman was the first of the local fans to discover him. Forry mentioned it at the club one night, but few of the members appeared greatly impressed. Later Forry met him, told him of the fantasy club, and finally showed up with tickets which would admit two for the price of one. A theater party was soon arranged for the following Tuesday. I passed up the opportunity. Having heard the entertainment consisted solely of one chap sitting on the stage and telling stories of fantastic nature, I refused to become interested. "This business of someone telling me stories," I announced, "is something I outgrew when I ceased to be a child." I would have none of it. But many of the fans attended---and were captivated. They met him and his wife after the show, and went out for coffee with them. Both had promised, furthermore, to be present at the next club meeting. Theodore Gottlieb and his charming wife, Lisa, showed up as they had promised, and after the club meeting came over to Slanshack for the rest of the evening. They proved to be interesting and interested, and an all around wonderful couple. All of which led me to attend this next show. "My name---right now, is THEODORE" he commences. He is dressed completely in black, and black drapes serve as backdrop. A single spotlight placed some dozen feet in front of him provides the only illumination, and the bulk of its light is swallowed up in the black background. Only his striking, mobile face, and expressive hands stand out and provide the center of attention. Theodore tells first of his childhood; of his father's "oleus canis" manufactury, and his mother's studio for disposal of unwanted babes---and how they finally combined them; and of the strangely hostile attitude of the local gendarmerie. His program concludes with a story from Strange Tales magazine in a rendition utterly chilling. Taking full advantage of a combination of over-statement and under-statement/and his own bizarre personality, THEODORE weaves a unique spell of weird fantasy and diabolical humor that is never to be forgotten.
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