There I was, one Saturday afternoon in March 1974, with a 1/4" tape deck recording each successive, compulsive re-clearing of my dry throat as I listened to the phone on the other end of the line continue to ring. When it finally got answered and I heard a woman pleasantly say "Hello?," I cleared my throat one final time before diving in.
"Hello. May I speak to Mr. Goldsmith, please?"
I was a 19-year-old college junior in New Mexico, majoring in Journalism & Mass Communications. A week earlier a friend -- the Student News Director of our campus AM radio station -- had pushed me into getting an interview with Jerry Goldsmith (who he knew, like most of my friends, was my favorite composer). At first I sensibly refused; I had little interest in radio and practically no experience. But within just a few minutes that friend watched me take myself from "Oh-sure-no-way" to "Hey ... why NOT interview Jerry Goldsmith?" (It was only supposed to be for a 15-minute time slot, anyway.)
Enthusiasm is no substitute for professionalism; but sometimes youth keeps us from feeling as much embarrassment as we might. So by the following Friday evening I had phoned Goldsmith at home. ("Where did you get this number?" "Mr. Goldsmith, even student journalists learn not to reveal their sources.") He gave me permission to call him back at 2pm the next day, when he would grant me an interview by phone.
Today I find it truly humiliating to listen to the raw tape of that interview, with all my gulping, stammering, and at times not having the right follow-up question ready. Worse, because I had been handed a blank tape shorter than its box indicated, I watched my tape stock run out after only 27 minutes! I just never told Goldsmith I was out of tape -- I kept listening, asking more questions, gradually dealing with my being so seriously star-struck for the first time. (I'll always appreciate how gracious and patient he was with me -- a nervous kid who felt FAR out of his league.)
Because I had greater experience as soundtrack collector than as journalist, at some point I gave myself away by asking about some of his albums. Though he already had been pleasant, Goldsmith warmed considerably when he realized that I could discuss his scores in dramatic context -- referencing their contributions to their films -- and had not just stockpiled his records. (It also pleased him to learn that I had been trying since age 15 to see every film he scored.) He even offered me generous career advice (which I didn't follow!). Frankly, for all I know, he may have liked kids who addressed him as "Mr. Goldsmith" rather than "Jerry."
But the relevant issue for this post came toward the end of our conversation. When I told Goldsmith that the most valuable of his out-of-print LPs on the soundtrack-collectors' market was IN HARM'S WAY, its composer laughed. "You know, that's the one I don't have for myself."
He explained that he had been given a box of courtesy copies of the RCA album and kept passing them out to different people, until he discovered too late he had neglected to keep one for his own.
At least I had enough tact to avoid mentioning that I had acquired an excellent stereo LP of IN HARM'S WAY the summer before. The hard part was knowing that only a few days earlier, I had made a deal to buy a second copy -- intending it for an even younger friend who had gotten a later start collecting Goldsmith on LP. But now I had a decision to make.
After 90 minutes on the phone I thanked him sincerely for his time and trouble, and he wished me good luck. It took me about a day to make up my mind; but I was so buzzed over that phone conversation that I decided to give that imminent second LP of IN HARM'S WAY to Goldsmith himself! Since the record would have been a surprise for my friend, he never had to know. But I loved the prospect of giving something back to Jerry Goldsmith for the pleasure he had given me.
And besides, part of me selfishly thought that however long it might take before I met him in person, the gift of that record guaranteed that he would remember who I was.
I phoned the Goldsmith home again, maybe a couple of days after the album should have reached him by First Class Mail. Again, his wife Carol answered and told me he couldn't come to the phone because he was working. Then I asked if my parcel had arrived.
"Oh, was that you who sent that?" asked Mrs. Goldsmith. "Let me tell you, when he opened the package and pulled out that record he stared at it for a second, then he threw his head back and laughed! Even before he read your note! You made him feel so good."
Soon afterward Mr. Goldsmith thanked me himself. He also invited me to meet him if I ever went to California. And for more reasons than I'll take space to list, it never worked out. However, in 1989 I learned the composer was to conduct an outdoor concert of his music that June in Michigan. I bought tickets and flew from Chicago with my girlfriend, having not the slightest doubt that he'd remember me because of that IN HARM'S WAY gift. Even after 15 years.
Well, I did at last meet Jerry Goldsmith in person. And when I mentioned having sent him the HARM'S WAY LP (and why), he said, "Oh. So that's where that record came from." It would have been great if he'd been kidding me. He wasn't.
I wasn't bitter about being forgotten. After all, I realized it didn't change the satisfaction I had enjoyed for all those years from the gesture I had been able to make. Also, years earlier I had even given the friend whose LP was diverted to Goldsmith a copy of the 1977 Japanese HARM'S WAY reissue, finally telling him what happened to the one he almost had -- so we all could be happy. Hey, it HAD been 15 years!
This month it's 20 years since I finally met Jerry Goldsmith. Now that I'm only five years younger than he was at the time, I know I'd better wait to see if I still remember this story five years from now.
Thanks to Intrada, I'll be able to spend those five years enjoying maybe the greatest edition of that IN HARM'S WAY album we'll ever get!
But I'm sorry I can't mail one to Mr. Goldsmith.
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