Although it was almost xx years ago when Lloyd introduced his show to a national audience (I know how long it's been, but it's just too hard to say the big "5-3"), we had the same troubles then that we have today: teens feuding with each other over some of the small-time stuff.
Those feuds could've been between brothers, friends or even those who didn't know each other (those were called "rumbles", remember?).
But, at five o'clock in the afternoon, it seemed that the dust finally settled for about an hour whilst we tuned the channel, fiddled with the antenna and finally got the TV screen just right. Then we settled in to watch the crazy antics of Uncle Lloyd, listen to the music, and just immerse ourselves in the feel-good ambiance of his show.
By the time the Lloyd Thaxton Show was over, we often didn't even remember what we were fighting about.
Now, his wasn't the only show that produced that effect. In fact, when The Beatles performed on The Ed Sullivan Show for the first time, it's said that not even one major teenaged crime was committed in the U.S. at all!
But, to my knowledge, it's the first time that a recurring show itself had this kind of effect.
Some analysts say that the reason behind all that is we learned the value of patience -- in other words, we wanted to see what happened next. Whether it was Uncle LL doing the "opera star" lip-sync to Jay and the Americans' Cara Mia, his zany commercial-split rendition of Bob Dylan's Desolation Row or The Beatles after they finished performing All My Loving (the first song they played on stateside network TV), we hung on, entranced by what we saw, certain that something just as fab was gonna be next.
And we forgot our troubles, our arguments, our bickering ...
Sorta makes ya wonder, doesn't it? I mean, here we have 24 hours -- 1,440 minutes -- every day. Yep, all of us! And we don't know what's ahead in the next minute/hour. We've lost our optimistic anticipation. Instead, we're sure the next moment's gonna be like the first, and we continue our fighting -- whether against a neighbour, sister/brother, or nation.
That's why we needed Lloyd Thaxton. He gave us something optimistic -- something positive -- upon which to fix our attention. It built an anticipation that became part of the "baby-boomers'" soul back then.
Wouldn't it be boss if we had someone who could do that for the kids of today?
Well, there is ... at least potentially.
Wanna meet him/her?
First, look in the mirror ...
To Be Continued ...