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A lot of his incredible silent movies have come into the public domain. Such treasures of a bygone era...
fathom.com "The Reminiscences of Buster Keaton" in the collection of the Columbia Univeristy Oral History Research Office. Interview from November 1958. Copyright 2000 by The Trustees of Columbia University in the City of New York.
Buster Keaton's Vaudeville Childhood
By the time he was 4 years old, Buster Keaton was already a regular part of his family's vaudeville act.
My mother's father, named Cutler, had a medicine show, and my mother was part of it. My mother was playing in this show. She played piano, bass fiddle and a cornet, from the time she was around 12 years old. So when she grew up she played old-maid parts in shows. She was liable to play anything, from "Rags to Riches" to "Way Down East."
My father came from an Indiana family on the outskirts of Terre Haute, in a town called Dog Walk. He first heard about the gold rush in California, so he rode freight cars and bummed his way out to get into that. Not much luck. He got back home.
About that time, Oklahoma opened up the Cherokee strip, so he went into that, and he got himself 160 acres near Perry, Oklahoma. He became great friends with the man going alongside of him at the same time; that man was Will Rogers. Couple of years later, they opened up Oklahoma proper, and he went back into that one--another land rush. This time he headed for Perry itself and got two city lots. On the first land rush, to the Cherokee strip, he left home with $8, and on the border, before he entered the Cherokee strip, he bought $1 worth of bacon and beans and $7 worth of ammunition, because you had to stay up day and night to protect your claimstake. If you tried to catch some sleep, they'd just knock you in the head, take your name off it and put their own up. This was the day of the "Sooners."
Buster Keaton talks about his early years.
He established this second claim in the Oklahoma rush, and was waiting in line to clear his claim when this medicine show of Cutler's came through. He went in and saw the show, and fell for the soubrette, then 17. Soon as he got his claim filed, he joined the show as a stagehand and worked his way up to playing bits in the show, and it was just automatically a natural thing for him. He was a natural dancer, a great pair of legs for eccentric work and high kicking, and a natural clown. After he was with the show about six months, he and my mother were married. I was born on a one-night stand in Kansas, in a little town called Pickway. They left my mother there for two weeks, and then she rejoined the show with me and I've never seen the show since.
My father by then had left her father's show, so the show I was born with was called the "Harry Houdini and Keaton Medicine Show Company." That was the great Harry Houdini, the handcuff king. That's how he started out. And he gave me the name of Buster. I was 6 months old, in a little hotel we were living at in some town. I crawled out of the room, crawled to the head of the stairs, and fell down the whole flight of stairs. When I alit at the bottom and they saw that I was all right, I wasn't hurt badly, they said, "It sure was a buster," and the old man said, "That's a good name for him." I never lost the name.
So that's their background and their start--my parents.
Before I was a year old, they quit medicine shows and started into the smallest of the small-time vaudeville, trying to work their way up. They had some very tough times. Of course, they had makeup on me and were walking me out just as soon as I could walk in front of an audience. By the time I was 4 years old, I was a regular member of the act, wearing grotesque clothes with a bald-headed wig and Irish beard on, and slap shows. It started when a manager in Wilmington, Delaware, said, "Keep him in the act and I'll raise your salary $10 a week." That's what started me.
It wasn't Sarah Bernhardt who said, "How can you do this to this poor boy?" when they were throwing me around madly. Everybody said that. From the time I was 7 or 8 years old, we were the roughest knockabout act that ever was in the history of the theater, not only in the United States but all over Europe as well. We used to get arrested every other week--that is, the old man would get arrested. The first crack out of the box here in New York state, the Keith office raised my age two years, because the original law said that no child under 5 could even look at the audience, let alone do anything. So they said I was 7. And the law read that a child can't do acrobatics, can't walk a wire, can't juggle--a lot of those things--but there was nothing said in the law that you can't kick him in the face or throw him through a piece of scenery. On that technicality, we were allowed to work, although we'd get called into court every other week, see.
Once they took me to the mayor of New York City, into his private office, with the city physicians here in New York, and they stripped me to examine me for broken bones and bruises. Finding none, the mayor gave me permission to work. The next time it happened, the following year, they sent me to Albany, to the governor of the state. Then in his office, same thing: state physicians examined me, and they gave me permission to work in New York state.
Massachusetts thought I was a midget.
"The Three Keatons" was one of the standard big laughing acts of vaudeville, what you'd call a second headliner. We seldom headlined, because you always had Lillian Russell, Nazimova, Weber and Fields--there were so many. We were generally at the bottom of the bill. Jolson wasn't at that time; he came later. I'm ahead of Jolson by about fifteen years. Jolson came out of minstrels into vaudeville, from vaudeville into the Winter Garden.
My first appearance in New York was in 1900, at Tony Pastor's Theater. I can remember Tony Pastor. It was supposed to be the theater of the United States at the time. It was on 14th Street, near Third Avenue. Right up the block was the Academy of Music, and the Keithspur Theater, the Fourteenth Street Theater. That was when I was 5 years old. I played there about three times for Pastor. He died around 1902. Then of course the theater went into burlesque after that, and dropped out.
We'd had trouble with the United Booking Office, and it forced us to go with Pantages, which was three shows a day. We tried it for a few weeks, and we couldn't stand it. We'd get bruised or strain something, and you couldn't heal up. That odd show just seemed to cripple you. We had been doing two. So we quit. I sent the folks home to our summer home in Muskegon, Michigan, and I came down to New York to see what I could do. The first thing they did was slap me into the Winter Garden, with the Shuberts.
fathom.com "The Reminiscences of Buster Keaton" in the collection of the Columbia Univeristy Oral History Research Office. Interview from November 1958. Copyright 2000 by The Trustees of Columbia University in the City of New York.
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