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Nancy by Olivia Jaimes for November 12, 2020
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James Thurber refers in his memoir to having a 78 comedy record called āNo News, or: What Killed the Dog," which he and his brother played to death, and it would stay in one āgrooveā if you didnāt nudge the needle. He quoted it as āate some burnt hoss flesh, ate some burnt hoss flesh, ate some burnt hoss fleshā¦ā
The track is 99% certain to be at Archive.org, though Iām not sure anyone needs to hear it. Itās an anecdote where someone comes back from a trip and asks whatās new, and the only thing the other can think of is that the dog died. Why? Well, he ate some burnt hoss flesh. Whereād he get that? Oh, well, the hoss died when the barn burned down. It did what? Well, it caught a spark from your houseā¦ It goes on a bit.
I had a chance to see the exact same phenomenon when I was allowed to try the cylinder machine at a small museum at a college I was visiting, and I put on a 1909 comedy cylinder called āUncle Josh at the Bug Houseā (which is also at Archive), and it was worn to the same degree. I had to keep a finger on the needle to hear more than a little less than a second of it.