Work at Bearsville Sound became scarcer and scarcer. I got a job running the projectors at the Tinker Street Cinema, Woodstock’s little movie palace, housed in an old church. Having been a theater projectionist back in high school, I didn’t need much training to run the big old 35 millimeter arc-lamp machines. The boss there was a film buff, and when he didn’t like the new movies on offer, we ran Fellini, Chaplin, Welles, Tracy & Hepburn, Capra, Hitchcock and so on and so on. Like going to film school! I also painted posters for the theater. So I didn't spend all those 3 months in art school for nothing!
Across the river, in Rhinebeck, a real revival theater called Upstate Films opened, a well-funded and scholarly venue. This place was not like film school. It was film school. I started painting posters for them and helped out with some technical stuff. I became friends with Steve Lieber, who managed Upstate Films.
One night, over dinner with Steve, I once again started in on what had become a rather tedious running rant about being broke, and the good old days when I was making records, and what happened to my life anyway. Bored by this and hoping to shut me up, Steve shoved a copy of the Sunday New York Times at me and said “Hey brain dead! Why don’t you check out the classifieds—— maybe there’s something in there for you.”
“Huh. That’s how I got that studio job in New York 4 years ago. This agency ran a classified ad in the Times, and the lady got me a job at a real studio."
“Who was that?”
“Alayne Spertell. Why she pushed me for that job I’ll never know.”
“Maybe she’s still running the ad.”
“Naa. There’s a crowd of people who want to be engineers now. The business has changed.”
And there in the classifieds section was Alayne’s ad: RECORDING ENGINEERS WANTED. And her phone number.
The next morning: "Warren! I was hoping you would call!" I was stunned that she even remembered me—— after 3 years of exile.
Spring 1973. Alayne Spertell sent me to Bell Sound on West 54th Street. I got the job. Immediately things got hectic. Bell had started up in the fifties and had a solid reputation as a good all-round studio, with extra strength in rock n roll. Hits recorded there included The Toys' Lover's Concerto, most of the Lovin' Spoonful's hits, and many Four Seasons records.
I remember a commercial for Mutual of Omaha, and a Schmitt's Beer spot. I got in trouble with Schmitt's because during the session, my girlfriend called and asked what are you doing? And I said "A Schlitz Beer commercial!" and 5 agency creatives gently corrected me in unison, yelling: "SCHMIDT'S! It's SCHMIDT'S!!!"
In June I was assigned to a session with Richie Wise and his partner Kenny Kerner. We were there to record a song with a band called Stories. The actual members of Stories were nowhere in sight; the music for Brother Louie was played by my old pals who had challenged Mercury 2 years earlier, Steve, Steve, Bruce and Huey. Brother Louie hit #1 in August, displacing a Diana Ross record.
In September Richie and Kenny produced I've Got to Use My Imagination, which peaked at #4, and Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me (#3) with Gladys Knight and the Pips.
October 10, 1973: Richie and Kenny and I started on the first KISS album. About a week into recording, I found the 4 members of the group in the control room, each studiously at work drawing a picture of himself. Crayons had been provided. Gene Simmons drew his own face as that of a devil or demon, which made sense; his buddy Paul Stanley's face had a star over one eye; Ace Frehley drew a star over both eyes; and Peter Criss, the drummer, clearly didn't quite get it: thinking of the whole exercise as kind of a kid's Halloween mask sort of thing, rather than a menacing, mysterious sort of thing, he gave himself cat whiskers and a cute black nose.
November 17: the first episode of The National Lampoon Radio Hour was aired. The show was created by Michael O'Donoghue and Bob Tischler. Bob is an engineer too, and had a lot more experience than I with "spoken word" recording. I learned a lot from him and we cranked out 13 hour-long shows in 13 weeks, which pretty much killed us. It was just too much work! So the show's running time was cut to 30 minutes.
After about 15 weeks, the Lampoon organization got their own studio built. Since I was on staff at Bell Sound, and I had been doing fairly well with music, I didn't move over to Madison Ave.
The Radio Hour’s hard-working cast included: Chevy Chase, Bill Murray, Gilda Radner, Harold Ramos, John Belushi, Anne Beatts (Michael's girlfriend), Chris Cerf, Brian Doyle-Murray, Chris Guest, Doug Kenney, Bruce McCall, and Brian McConnachie.
I remember being trapped in the funky old Bell Sound elevator, stuck between floors with Chevy, Belushi, and O'Donaghue. After 15 minutes waiting to be rescued, with 3 comedians carrying on (clawing at the doors, screaming for help) in that small confined space, I couldn't take it any more. I begged them to boost me up so I could reach the overhead emergency exit and get out of there.
Years later, in 1978, a phone call —and a familiar voice on the other end: "Remember me?" It was John Belushi, with his partner Dan Ackroyd. The Blues Brothers were getting ready for their first West Coast concert, at the Universal Amphitheatre. The album we recorded, Briefcase Full of Blues, was released in September 1978. This led to recording work on the set of The Blues Brothers Movie later that year.