Thursday, September 3, 2020

LET ME IN: THE ROOTS, RECORDING FRENZY, AND LEGACY OF “OPEN THE DOOR, RICHARD!”

 


prelude

How did a self-deprecating African American comedy skit about a drunk, who can’t convince his offstage roommate, Richard, to unlatch the door, rocket all the way to the top of the charts in 1947? Well, I’m not really qualified to answer that question, but when has that ever stopped me? The performative roots of “Open the Door, Richard!” may date back to the nineteenth century, well before a fellow nicknamed McVoutie first converted the routine into a novelty song, and before the phrase became a Civil Rights slogan. The song influenced Bob Dylan and Allen Ginsberg, not to mention Yosemite Sam, in the haunting ether prior to Bugs Bunny sending him off the high dive with the crucial task of carrying an anvil all the way down. 
 

the skit before the hit

It would be unthinkable today for performers of any race to apply burnt cork makeup and appear, insincerely or otherwise, in “blackface” routines. Yet during another era, it wouldn’t have been uncommon to do so, for African American comedians like Dewey “Pigmeat” Markham, John “Spider Bruce” Mason, and Clinton “Dusty” Fletcher, all three of whom entertained audiences with “Open the Door, Richard!” in a number of venues, including the waning minstrel circuit of the early twentieth century. Their versions of the skit may have derived from Bob Russell, a legendary writer whose career dated to the Civil War era.

Fletcher’s version may have been the most iconic; it was filmed in 1945. Wearing shoes twice the natural length of his feet, Fletcher plays a clown or buffoon character, evicted from a bar for the umpteenth time. Despite pleading and knocking, he cannot rouse his roommate Richard to let him inside. He’s a proud, spectacular mess for yet another offstage character, the meddlesome woman across the street. He climbs a ladder, adding that he’s “high as a Georgia pine,” but ultimately, he and the ladder clatter to the stage floor. The audience chuckles. Over and over, Fletcher appeals to his roommate: “Open the Door, Richard!”

While white audiences may have fathomed some of the humor, the gags may have been particularly relevant to the African American experience, through their references to squalor and shortages. The drunk is wearing the only suit shared by the two men, thus Richard must be at home. The duo owe so much back rent that the landlady has asked for it over and over again, but the drunk insists—never mind the back rent—she ain’t gonna get any front rent. Fletcher draws from the “dozens,” playground games, and other oral tradition.

What was Richard doing, in there? Perhaps Richard had been in a deep slumber, or perhaps he’d been entertaining a lady friend, but either way, great power rests in his classical status as an unseen character. In never speaking, in never appearing to unbolt the door, Richard’s absence forces the monologue to keep unfolding, so long as the jokes continue to elicit laughter. 



enter jack mcvea

We like Jack McVea because he played baritone sax on Lionel Hampton’s visionary jump tune “Flying Home” in 1942, but also because Slim Gaillard dubbed him “McVoutie” during a recording session with Charlie Parker. We enjoy saying McVoutie. (For this reason, we like Slim Gaillard, too.) McVea knew the “Richard” skit quite well as he often shared the stage with Dusty Fletcher, during tours. He affixed music to Fletcher’s routine and began performing the song “Open the Door, Richard!” as leader of his own band in the mid-1940s. During a 1946 recording session for Black & White Records, the producer suggested that the group record the song.

 

In this version, McVoutie and his bandmates had been out “having a ball” but Richard went home early, carrying with him the only key to their place. Thus, McVea preserves the comedy skit’s tradition of highlighting shortages; namely, there is only one key to go around, and apparently, several bandmates are living together in tight quarters. The bandmates can hear Richard breathing in there, so why can’t he come to the door? They knock again and again: “Open the Door, Richard / Open the door and let me in.”

 

Officially, Jack McVea & His All Stars recorded “Open the Door, Richard!” in Los Angeles. The September, 1946 session likely included Tommy “The Crow” Kahn (piano), Gene Phillips (guitar), Frank Clarke (bass), and Rabon Tarrant (drums). The lead vocal is handled by Jack McVea, with assistance from Rabon Tarrant and Joe “Red” Kelly. Writing credit goes to McVea and bassist Clarke. It was bundled with “Lonesome Blues” on the B-side, a competent lament with fine ensemble playing and strong hollering by drummer Tarrant.

                                                  

Billboard reviewed the release in October 1946, writing that, “[The] tale of the locked-out drunk is altered for waxing purposes, deleting all reference to liquor.” The reviewer insists that, unlike the comedic versions, McVea doesn’t portray a “pie-eyed” (drunk) character, but that he’s simply late in returning home. “[The] Rhythm section sustains the moderate but contagious beat.” And that might’ve been it. Yes, McVea and his bandmates wore sombreros onstage, but otherwise, there wasn’t too much action in 1946, to propel the song upward. Little could predict the “Richard” phenomenon that would ensue.



The song was recorded by royalty. 

1947

Just scant weeks into the new year, in early February, McVea’s version rose to No. 2 on the R&B chart, and No. 3 on the pop chart. Noting the sensation, other musicians rushed into the studio to record versions of the song. In the weeks to follow, six different versions rose into the R&B top 10, almost simultaneously. These would include discs by the great Louis Jordan as well as Dusty Fletcher (one of the original skit comics). Versions by the great Count Basie and The Three Flames would both reach No. 1 on the pop chart.

As big money entered the equation, a lawsuit arose over royalties. After the lawsuit, recordings generally had to credit Dusty Fletcher, John Mason, and Jack McVea, not to mention a fictitious character, Dan Howell, with “Howell” likely being a lavishly-rewarded stand-in for Decca owner Dave Kapp. Perhaps it was better to be fictitious, in the end. McVea claimed to have received less than $4,000 in royalties, over the course of his career.

Doo-wop, hillbilly, calypso, French, Spanish, Swedish, Hungarian, and Yiddish versions emerged. Jimmy Durante, Bing Crosby, Jack Benny, and Burl Ives either took an interest in “Open the Door, Richard!” or recorded the song themselves. In his 1947 recording, Louis Jordan famously quipped: “I know I ain’t common, cause I’ve got class I ain’t never used yet!” All attempts at answer songs flopped. Understandably saturated, Radio stations began to ban the originals!


The song was recorded by a Nobel laureate.

legacy

In time, “Open the Door, Richard!” became an African American catchphrase, referenced during the Civil Rights Movement. It became emblematic of doors—to equal opportunity and increased representation—that were closed to Blacks. Segregation would not end, as well, until the door opened.

Bob Dylan recorded “Open the Door, Homer” in 1975 as homage to the song; his deviation in title might’ve recalled Dusty Fletcher, who apparently experimented with different names, including Homer, until he settled on the crowd-pleasing Richard. Despite the intrusion of Homer in his title, Dylan sings about Richard, throughout the song.

A few years earlier, poet Allen Ginsberg referred to the song in his poem, “Elegy for Neal Cassady.” In a 1987 interview about his musical roots, he revealed that he “…was following the development of rhythm & blues, stuff like “Open The Door, Richard” – [Allen begins singing] – ‘Open the door, Richard / Open the door and let me in’ – You know that one? – To me, it was some sort of apocalyptic opening of the gates of heaven!”


...And the song influenced rabbits. 

high-diving hare

 

Imagine that you are the gun-blazing outlaw, Yosemite Sam. You’ve paid good money to see the show, and dadgummit—pistols popping off overhead—you’re going to see the show! Yet when a slippery emcee, Bugs Bunny, attempts to cancel the show, a series of aggressions must ensue. This is an old west show about—high diving? Yes, high diving. So you charge up the long, long ladder—pistols popping off overhead—only to be sidestepped by the foxy bunny over and over. Down you fall, into the little barrel of water, over and over.  

 

Once again, you charge up the ladder and discover that Bugs has installed a locked door between you and him. “Open up that door!” you shout. Behind it stands Bugs Bunny, on the end of the diving platform. But before you charge into the door, you turn aside, to the audience, and kindly reassure them: “You notice I didn’t say Richard?” Well, you get up a head of steam and charge the door, only for Bugs to hold it open. There you are, scratching for a handhold, in mid-air, when Bugs hands you an anvil. Down you go, while that rabbit munches a juicy carrot.

Don’t even get me started on Henery Hawk.



sources of information

500 Songs podcast, Episode 10 on “Double Crossin’ Blues” (Johnny Otis)
500 Songs podcast, Episode 46 on “Brown-Eyed Handsome Man” (Chuck Berry)
The Billboard, issue for October 12, 1946
Black Grooves review of Open the Door, Richard! – The Story of a Showbiz Phenomenon
Cinema 4 Cel Block article on “High Diving Hare”
Jim Dawson, “Richard Opened Doors,” article in L.A. Times
Discogs entry for “Open the Door, Richard!” by Jack McVea
Dreamtime Podcast article on “Open the Door, Richard!” 
Bob Dylan Haiku article on “Open the Door, Richard” (or “Homer”) 
Dusty Fletcher film “Open the Door, Richard” comedy routine 1945
Allen Ginsberg poem “Elegy for Neal Cassady” in The Paris Review, 1972
Allen Ginsberg Project article on Ginberg’s musical influences, 1987
Marv Goldberg’s R&B Notebooks, article on “Open the Door, Richard!”
Jazz Archaeology discography for Jack McVea 
Stephen Koch, “Arkansongs – It’s Another Song of Arkansas: ‘Open the Door, Richard,’” article in Arkansas Daily Record
Looney Tunes cartoon “Crowing Pains,” featuring Henery Hawk & Foghorn Leghorn (1947)
Looney Tunes cartoon “High-Diving Hare,” featuring Bugs Bunny & Yosemite Sam (1949)
RJ Smith chapter “Richard Speaks: Chasing a Tune from the Chitlin Circuit to the Mormon Tabernacle,” which appeared in This Is Pop: In Search of the Elusive at Experience Music Project
Vaudeville old & new: an encyclopedia of variety performances in America, entry for Dusty Fletcher
Paul Watts liner notes for Open the Door, Richard! – The Story of a Showbiz Phenomenon
Joel Whitburn’s Top R&B Singles, 1942-1988
Wikipedia article for “Open the Door, Richard”

 
this post is part of a triple issue. also see:
got you on my mind
roughshod


8 comments:

Ted Zook said...

Thanks for this; what an absolutely wonderful tale -- keep 'em coming!

DAN / DANIEL GUTSTEIN said...

That's high praise, Ted. Thanks for taking a look! All best, B.A.

tpw said...

Nice work, as always. I remember the song well.
Both silly & classic at once.

DAN / DANIEL GUTSTEIN said...

Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Winch, and for taking a look at the post. Silly & classic is just right. And clearly it rung outward, in ways that inspired a deeper connection to the song's language and narrative. Hope all is well with you, good sir. B.A.

Jay Paul said...

Cool post, Dan. I don’t know the song, but feel I have a good sense of it anyway. Thanks

—Jeff hansen

DAN / DANIEL GUTSTEIN said...

Hi Jeff, It's great to hear from you and thanks for taking a look. It's amazing how the tune will start playing in the "automatic jukebox of the mind." Hopefully, you won't hear the Yiddish version though, ha ha ha. --B.A.

Casey Smith said...

Samuel Beckett wrote a radio-play that was never broadcast. It was called "Waiting for Richard." He revised it, changed it to a theatre-piece, gave it a new title, and the rest is histoire.

Discuss.

DAN / DANIEL GUTSTEIN said...

Beckett is the perfect accompaniment to "Open the Door, Richard!" because all of Beckett involves long waits. I'm pretty sure that Beckett wrote the Book of Exodus; was he alive back then? He seemed pretty old. Back when there were Irish pubs, I used to wait all night for a Guinness. Also, did a guy named Krapp suddenly run out of scotch tape? Why is that so significant? I'm down to a few paltry pieces of tape, and I don't have a play named after me! Oh no: the extroverts are coming, and they brought some friends, some extra-verts!

Had Beckett gone to Italy, I suppose he would've called his play Waiting for Guido.

Discuss. -----------B.A.