WHEN THE HOST WAS A NOVELIST: 3/10: "Hollywood Before the Mast," a story from the collection, "Gordon Liddy is My Muse," by John Calvin Batchelor. January 1, 1990. Read by the host.
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https://www.amazon.com/Gordon-Liddy-Muse-Calvin-Batchelor/dp/0671690787
From Publishers Weekly
Posing as hack writer Tommy "Tip" Paine, Batchelor ( The Birth of the People's Republic of Antarctica ) offers a comic and often provocative look at contemporary America in this episodic "autobiographical" novel. In eight chapters, each self-contained, Tip roams from Moscow to Hollywood to New England to his ultimate destination, G. Gordon Liddy's Firearms Security Academy in Arizona. While in Russia, he watches a boyhood friend progress, over the years, from awed admirer of American western movies to KGB superstar to an official non-person, "disappeared" as part of that nation's changing politics. In Hollywood, despite the warnings of his decidedly offbeat agent, Tip falls into the clutches of a woman who is not what she seems. In New England, together with his "imaginary best friend, McKerr," Tip solves a multiple murder and uncovers what is possibly a relic of American history. Finally, in the Arizona desert, he posits an arguable identity for the still-elusive"Deep Throat" of the Watergate scandal. Other tales in this totally engaging work recount run-ins with famous literary personages, wealthy Texans and restless Vietnam veterans, or suggest a dark and ancient secret hidden in the heart of Germany. This may be Batchelor's breakthrough novel to the wide audience he deserves.
Copyright 1990 Reed Business Information, Inc.
From Library Journal
The narrator of this inventive picaresque novel is Tip Paine, formerly a spook for the National Security Agency and now a moderately successful sci-fi/spy writer. In eight exuberant episodes Tip ranges from Moscow to Hollywood. He provides mystery (a tale of murder and mayhem in a small New England town), commentary on international politics (an elegiac account of a Russian KGB agent who falls victim to glasnost), and wickedly funny satire of pomp and foolishness in Texas high society, a university writing workshop, and a desert training academy for mercenaries. By alluding frequently to the classics of American literature (e.g., Moby Dick, The Last of the Mohicans ), Batchelor creates illuminating but highly entertaining commentary on contemporary society.
- Albert E. Wilhelm, Tennessee Technological Univ., Cookeville
Copyright 1990 Reed Business Information, Inc.
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| 0:00.0 | Gordon Liddy is my muse, Hollywood Before the Mast. |
| 0:07.0 | I ambled out of the Eucalyptus caverns of Los Angeles International Airport, |
| 0:15.0 | is called LAX on the baggage tags, guess why? |
| 0:19.0 | Still wearing my main woolens and wincing at the January heat like a seasoned fissure of persons. |
| 0:26.9 | My Hollywood agent, Yakima Kone, was thorough enough to send a limo to pick me up. He was further thorough to be inside talking |
| 0:35.3 | on the phone. This is ancient history, pre-Mobile days, no iPhones. |
| 0:41.6 | Yaki delayed his administration quickly, but the receiver to his chest began to me, |
| 0:47.0 | Slyboots, don't we look warm? |
| 0:50.3 | Or are we calling attention to ourselves already? |
| 0:54.0 | I mumbled that I was dressed correctly for where my body still thought it was, Moosehead Lake. |
| 1:00.0 | I added that I had not had my tropicals and I figured I could let the local |
| 1:04.8 | tailors rob me. |
| 1:06.7 | Yaqui was Keener. |
| 1:08.7 | No, we're fabulously dressed for this. |
| 1:11.8 | Don't touch a scratch |
| 1:13.0 | and the thing on your face will trim it a tad |
| 1:16.0 | and shove you into the lights. They'll love it. |
| 1:18.0 | Nanook tonight. |
| 1:20.0 | We were so worried that this might catch the bunker on us if you went out there and started |
| 1:24.6 | chatty Kathy. You talk so well, but you have way too much to say, and it's always never |
| 1:29.5 | very not Michigan. But Moose had Lake! That's your statement. Moose head Lake! |
| 1:37.1 | Just tell me where you are. You didn't bring any antlers. |
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