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It’s been six years since radio dramatist Joe Frank stopped producing new episodes for his weekly show on KCRW, The Other Side. His fans haven’t forgotten him, though. That was evident last year, when Café Largo presented Frank’s The BlueRoom, a performance that quickly sold out its four-show run. Although episodes from Frank’s archive of radio shows, created over a period of 26 years, continue to air in cities throughout the U.S., for the true Frankophile there’s nothing like new work from the man many consider a master.
And Frank is certainly the master of a unique domain. His métier is the eviscerating tragedy that marks human experience, which he examines with an unflinching gaze. Cited as a source of inspiration by artists as diverse as Ira Glass, Charlie Kaufman and Beck, Frank’s shows are invariably freighted with surreal comedy. But the laughs do little to disguise the fact that Frank swims in treacherous waters. The depth of his work — essentially a philosophical inquiry — is what gives it its real significance. Beneath every surreal flourish is a search for something to believe in, a yearning for love, a quest for self-acceptance.
These themes are all present and accounted for in Just an Ordinary Man, a new theater piece Frank will present at Largo at the Coronet on October 1 and 8. Anyone familiar with his writing can testify that there’s no point in describing it or laying out the plot. It’s definitely a case of the singer, not the song, with him, and you either climb aboard and take the ride or you don’t. Just an Ordinary Man is one of the most provocative pieces Frank has written, and is definitely a ride worth taking.
Born in Strasbourg, France, the only child of a wealthy shoe manufacturer, Frank and his family fled the Nazis during World War II; he had a privileged Manhattan upbringing in an apartment overlooking Central Park. Yet he was a sickly child, and only 5 years old when his father died; this tragedy proved to be the first of many that would shape his worldview.
“I failed at pretty much everything when I was growing up,” says Frank. “I was expected to take over the family business, but I never even went to look at our factories because I knew I’d ruin everything my father had built. I had to go in another direction because I could never achieve what he’d achieved as a businessman.” He recalls being a poor student, and after graduating at the bottom of his high school class, he got into Hofstra University by cheating on the entrance exam.
While at Hofstra, Frank began thinking about being a writer but was forced to put those aspirations aside when he was diagnosed with cancer. He was 20 at the time and wasn’t expected to survive; the illness proved to be a turning point in his life. During a long convalescence, he became a serious reader, and recalls “seeing the world in a different way after I came through that. I no longer felt shame and guilt about my failures, which were many.”
After earning a degree in English, Frank spent two years at the prestigious Iowa Writers’ Workshop, where he studied with Philip Roth. Again he had to put his writing ambition on hold, when he took a teaching job at Dalton, a posh private school in Manhattan’s Upper East Side. “I was there for 10 years, and during those years my dreams of being a writer disappeared because teaching was an all-consuming job,” he recalls.
Frank left Dalton in 1974, formed a one-man management company and spent the next two years producing acts for the Academy of Music in Northampton, Massachusetts. Because he continued to live in Manhattan, he spent a lot of time driving to and from Northampton at night, and it was then that he began to grasp the power of radio.
“The radio became a real comfort and companion on those drives,” Frank recalls. “I particularly loved listening to baseball because the announcer wouldn’t just say, ‘He hit the ball to third base.’ He’d talk about the history of baseball, the weather, the lives of the different players — it was like being with somebody I liked. So I started thinking about being on the radio myself.
“During the mid-’70s there were several people doing interesting work at WBAI, in New York, and I heard they were short of engineers so I got my FCC license and started engineering programs for them,” he continues. “It turned out that I was pretty good at editing, so in 1976 I was given my own show, from 4 a.m. to 5 a.m., every Tuesday. I figured nobody was listening at that hour so I felt free to do whatever I wanted, and that was the beginning of the idea of telling stories on the radio. The show was well-received, so they moved me up to Saturday night.”
I was a student and freind of Joe Frank when I was a kid in New York. He had a huge influence on me. I remember him turning me on to public radio, jazz,theatre. Go see him It will be a life changing experience.
Great piece--- learned a few new things!!
I first heard Joe Frank on a Sunday evening on KPFA. I was taking my kids to the Sacaramento airport after their yearly 10 day visit. I had just calculated that I had spent a mere few months of time out of their entire lives. That pathetic sad thought of a lost relationship with my own kids was only magnified by Joe's drone of one of his monologue and the sound of the drill drilling the hole to which represented life's emptiness. There was a full moon out and I had the window down with cold air pouring in. It felt good to feel understood. I didn't feel so alone. Just knowing that their were others, even if they were fictional, that were experiencing a tweeked version of life as I have, made me feel somehow better. Not glad that others felt as I did, but that I wasn't the only one. Joe has always managed to take the sad pathetic twisted life at least one degree greater than I have ever experienced. Frank, you are the New World Anti-Christ. Please break some sacramental bread and feed your disciples with some new material for God sakes!
I first encountered Mr. Frank while at school in Philadelphia back in the late 80's, where he provided many hours of listening enjoyment on the local NPR station. I second the comment made by Heather, and would only add "one of a kind" to "national treasure". Cool story about fans South American way.
Joe Frank is a national treasure. I used to long for Sunday mornings when another story would come to us Frank freaks from KCRW. I taped every single episode. Then went on a sojourn to Honduras and took them with me. The British Hondurans who spoke english would come to my little bungalow and listen to him with eyes wide and big smiles on their faces. When the batteries would go dead on my little ghetto blaster, they would go and buy me new ones just to listen to "Mr. Joe" as they called him. Their all time favorite was his classic 3-part piece called "Rent a Family". A true masterpiece. When the Iran-Contra scandal was about to break, life got a little too dangerous down there in Central America, so it was time to go home. My Honduran friends begged me to leave my Joe Frank tapes, so I did. They are probably still listening to him. Thanks L.A. Weekly for another fine story. And thanks Joe Frank for all the talent you have been sharing with all your many fans. May we all have many more years to enjoy listening to your amazing stories. They truly are transforming.
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