My favorite musician as a preschooler was a Silver Spring resident named Barry Louis Polisar. My mom used to take me to see him perform. I loved his records. My memories of seeing him are hazy at best but I think he might have even played at my school at one point.
His songs were whimsical but with an edge. Years later, I reread the liner notes of one his late 70's albums and they were full of messages along the lines of Don't Trust the Man. With song titles like Shut Up in the Library, I'm a 3-Toed, Triple-Eyed, Double-Jointed Dinosaur, I Don't Believe You Are Going to the Bathroom, and my personal favorite, Don't Put Your Finger In Your Nose, the man was a genius! A genius!
I've always cherished my late 70's Barry Louis Polisar memories. I seem to recall that I spoke to him on the phone once when I was booking shows in college but even that memory seems quite hazy and too bizarre to have really happened. I recall that he called me to try to play a show in Harrisonburg. Maybe it was a dream? Regardless, I never did book him whether it was in my dream or in reality.
He went on to write children's books, record many more albums, and even won a couple of Emmys for a mid 90s television show. But other than my possible conversation with him in 1993, I hadn't really kept track of him.
So I was shocked to find out that one of his songs from the mid 70s was played over the title credits in Juno. What? How completely random. Over night, his career took off unexpectedly.
I wish there was some footage of his freewheeling late 70's shows but I guess these clips will have to do.
From Capital Edition, 1985
For an interesting Baltimore Sun article after Juno was released, check here.
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