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Looking For Magic In America, Or, How I met The Dalai Lama of Tibet
Copyright 1997-2009 "Magic Mike" (Unpublished
)

The Birth of FM Radio
Until the late 1960's FM radio was either classical music, elevator music,
or a rebroadcast of the AM station. I changed that.

I grew up in Philadelphia and taught myself to read from newspapers and a dictionary when I was four years old. I taught myself close-up sleight of hand illusions two years later from books at the library. I learned chess from books at ten, and read all the classics before thirteen. I read all the biographies of great scientists, but also all those of famous entertainers. When I was 11 years old we moved to the Bustleton area of Philadelphia at the northeastern edge of the city. At that age I and my friends in the neighborhood began to become aware of the music scene. I had never really enjoyed the R&B sounds, many of which were invented in Philadelphia, the home of American Bandstand. And in fact on Friday afternoons after school many students would be down to the studio to be on the show. I was bored with the sounds of The Drifters, and all the groups that sounded like them that came out of Philadelphia and Detroit. The big station in Philadelphia was spell WIBG-AM, which I insisted to my friends stood for "We Intentionally Broadcast Garbage". This was the era of Top 10 Radio and you heard the same top 10 songs over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. We could not wait until nighttime, because that was the righttime, to be with the one you loved to hear.

AM-Radio is broadcast in low-frequency kilocycles (the sine wave has peak x-thousands of cycles per second, from 560kilocycles on your dial to 1600kilocycles on your dial. It's now called kilohertz after Heinrick Hertz the physicst. FM radio is generated in megahertz between 88mz.1 and 108mz. VHF tv is just higher frequency than that.

Heinrich Rudolf Hertz was a German physicist who clarified and expanded the electromagnetic theory of light that had been put forth by Maxwell. He was the first to satisfactorily demonstrate the existence of electromagnetic waves by building an apparatus to produce and detect VHF or UHF radio waves.

Its wave signal is miles long and hugs the ground at the speed of light as do all electromagnetic waves. But at night when the atmosphere cooled off and got a little thicker you could get a wave bounce off the atmosphere and here radio stations from 1000 or more miles away. And then we would eagerly tuned to WABC in New York listened to Cousin Brucie, a fast talking heads squawking AM DJ, who was playing Top 20. And Dick Summers a WBZ in Boston, along with Joey Reynolds in Buffalo. When I was 16, in the middle of my junior year in high school, we moved to the countryside outside of Scranton Pennsylvania. My friend Lance Phillips and I would listen at night on the atmosphere bounce to those stations and now I could get WCFL and WLS in Chicago, and CKLW in Detroit Windsor Ontario. These had become Top 40. Now I think you are beginning to sense my boredom. How long can you listen to the same 1020 or even 40 songs without starting to scream. Lance’s father was one of Scranton's most famous talk DJs, By Philips. And senior year, my girlfriend April, was the daughter of Scranton's famous weatherman Art Bolin. So I had developed a strong interest in Media by now. With highest marks in my class in Geometry, Chemistry, and Physics, which seemed like fun chess puzzles to solve, I thought science was a place for my career. It was a hard choice between MIT, Penn State, and Princeton, and Drexel Intstitute of Technology. I drove over to Princeton after my sixteenth birthday to check out Einstein's old office thinking that I might possibly study theoretical physics there.

In January 1965 of my senior year Penn State's Chemical Engineering and Physics rocket propulsion program offered me early notice of acceptance. I chose them because they were the only one in the group that had a radio station, and I knew I wanted to be a DJ and program better music than I had been listening to the last number of years. As soon as I got there I volunteered to work at the student run station, WDFM. At the end of my freshman year I decided I didn't like math or the thought of working for DuPont or Dow making antiwar chemicals. I transferred into Broadcasting. I started going around trying to get every owners of FM s atations to let me do some programming of album rock to compete with Top 40 radio, but was unsuccessful for years.

I loved working in radio so that fall of my junior I decided not to go home for Thanksgiving and stayed at Penn State to keep WDFM on the air, being that everyone else had gone home. Believe I probably did a bit of drinking until 2:00 AM, but at 7:00 AM the next morning I went into the station flipped on the transmitter and began to play music. I figured I would keep the station on as long as I could stay awake. A three to four hour shift is stressful enough and I planned to do 14 hours or more non-stop. About 8:00 I noticed that on the table was a package records that had come in and had not been opened. One record stood out as being kind of weird, which is right up my alley. It was about some restaurant owned by somebody named Alice, a guy singing in a weird humorous way strumming a solo guitar. He sang about being arrested on Thanksgiving for throwing garbage off a cliff and having to go to jail and later having to go to the army induction center where he tried to become unacceptable and put on the Group W bench with the other criminals for being a litterbug. And creating a nusince. It was 22 minutes long and I don't know if I stopped laughing the entire time. The phone started ringing and so on such a play that again so I did. And then someone called and said hey play that again. So I did. I must play to 10 times that afternoon by 8PM. Pretty soon everyone around State College heard about Arlo Guthrie and Alice's Restaurant. I was one of the first people to play "Alice's Restaurant",

In 1968, I was selected for a Group W internship scholarship to KDKA-TV in Pittsburgh. Four days after I arrived there in the news department, Martin Luther King was shot. I was picked to drive CBS Dick Threlkeld to interview angry crowds day and night for a week. After that, I breezed thru the other nine departments in one week and told them I wanted the last eight weeks in the promotion department.

This is because I was at the internship for spring term I needed to go summer term. Hardly anybody was at the radio station, and I was asked to make about 100 cassette cases by spooling audiotaped blanks. I noticed that the program director had left record locker open and I browsed through the albums. I said to myself, "what are these two groups?" They were the first albums for The Grateful Dead, and Pink Floyd. produced by Andy Warhol featuring Lou Reed. I also played Ultimate Spinach, and the eyes of The Beacon St., Union. I began to play them in between the Beatles, the Dave Clark five, the Association, the Supremes, the Temptations, and the Four Tops. I was told to not play those things by stations student advisor I figured I was a volunteer and he couldn't fire me swiftly them anyway. Three months later everybody was playing them. I became production director, and wrote and produced a ten week, farce, cliff-hanger, mystery, comedy series called "The Adventures Of Super Stater" (remastered and available). I turned in one episode the first week of my senior radio production class, taught by the department head, a tough, feared, red haired, Hermione Gingold look-a-like named Lillian "Doc" Preston. She played it for the class and told me to get out, and not bother coming to class for the next nine weeks, she was giving me a grade of A for the term! Ha hah ha ha ha. Someone said to me later that year my shows sounded like a group in California called The Firesign Theater. Selected for a scholarship intern program with Westinghouse Broadcasting at KDKA Radio (the first radio station) & TV in Pittsburgh, I transformed the observer program, writing and scheduling all KDKA TV's on-air promotion. Upon graduation in 1969, I became promotion director at NBC affiliate WBRE-TV (first color TV station). I left to join my father's company, where I seemed to excel in sales.

However, after three years off the air, I missed being creative. I found "Be Here Now"and "The Tibetan Book Of The Dead". When I was six, while my parents slept I crept downstairs and watched the TV late show one Saturday night. I saw the 1937 Frank Capra classic "The Lost Horizon", fictional portrayal of the land of Shambala and the Dalai Lama. I felt that I knew these monks of knowledge myself, somehow. But then, I felt that somehow I knew The Lone Ranger too, so, no way, right?

The next day, it came to me that there were books on ancient knowledge of how to fly and turn invisible so while my parents still slept, I got on a bus and went to the library. The librarian pointed me to the magic section. I guess neither of us knew the word "metaphysics". Years later, when I finally learned the word at the age of 22 years, I found "The Tibetan Book of The Dead", it referenced the Dalai Lama, and I remembered what I wanted to learn when I was six. During a meditational insight in 1972, I felt I would have a future connection with The Dalai Lama of Tibet in the general vicinity of the Pacific Northwest United States. I had also found Tom Robbins book "Another Roadside Attraction."

I weighed this for two years and decided to act on it. one day while driving around in countryside of Pennsylvania, fumbling with the radio to find something worth listening to, instead everybody in the car, "If nobody will do good radio, I'll do good radio,"

I decided it was time to leave Pennsylvania in the last week of March 1974, and I drove across the country with $400, and what fit in my car with a cat. I arrived in Colorado on April Fools Day and got a job three days later, in the emerging FM radio market, pioneering a mix of rock, blues, fusion, country swing, jazz, acoustic, bluegrass, and Firesign Theater. I helped start KTCL a new FM station in Fort Collins, which quickly became the most listened to station in Northern Colorado.

Then I left for Oregon, doing the night show on 100,000 watt KZEL-FM in Eugene from 1975 to 1976, which Billboard Magazine voted the county's best progressive rock station while I was there. I began including a lot of Blues mixed with Rock. The phone rang constantly. I'd get off at 1:00AM and rush over to a local pub to listen to Robert Cray Band (when they were just a local group) and perform magic for the band and closing stragglers.

I left that summer and camped 4 months my my cat in Washington, Utah, and Colorado's Rocky Mountains. While visiting family in Scranton in December of 1976, I accepted an offer to sell for WEZX-FM, another start-up station. I was made sales manager the next year.

While I was gone, John Belushi came to Eugene, met the Cray Band, and stole my look. In the summer of 1978 I again felt that I needed to be in the Northwest to meet the Dalai Lama when he came, so I took a job as sales manager of KIDO AM/FM in Boise. I left when the owner killed it for a tax write off, and decided to move back to Eugene and wait. Everyone thought I was Belushi.

I began to perform magic for a living, and I saw the total solar eclipse in the Spring of 1979. at the replica of Stonehenge, along the Washington Columbia River. The eclipse's totality was at 7:50am, and it was supposed to be a cloudy morning, but I deduced that it might be clear on the east side of the Cascade Mountain Range if most of the clouds would be held back by the cold of the morning peaks, so I left for the two hour drive and got there at 7:30am. The stone monuments were in a field on a western plateau overlooking the Columbia River.

There was one big cloud covering the sun. I tried to start mentally burning a hole in the cloud and saw that a small break might drift over in time to see totality. I started to smile as a man saw the "I Believe In Magic" button I had, with stars and a comet, and said, "If you believe in magic, get rid of that cloud!" I said, "I'm working on the problem!", and just 15 seconds later that hole broke, just as totality totaled! The valley below began to ripple and shimmer as rarefied light, sparse rays escaping between the mountain peaks of the moon, played with the land and our minds. I remembered stories of the past, as the pale yellow glimmer rekindled old tales and genetic memories. I felt Antiquity! And I knew it signaled a big change about to happen.

That September I heard on the radio that The Fourteenth Dalai Lama had arrived in the country for the first time (there have been fourteen reincarnations of the Ocean of Wisdom and Compassion Lama, found and reinstalled as the greatest teacher of Tibet). I followed the news for two weeks until I tracked the closest city on the tour. I didn't still think it would happen, and I was having an ad agency trying to sell some ideas for TV commercials to a bank.

Should I leave, and will I get through to him, and do I really want to go now, if it's just a situation of seeing him from afar, IS IT WORTH IT? I decide to throw the I Ching, which I do rarely, so it's meaning isn't diluted. I got a hexagram that was also the same hexagram of that week of the Taoist calendar, beginning his first day in Seattle, AND had the explanation "Cosmic Grace Incarnate", which I took to mean His Holiness, so I said to a friend, I'm going to meet the Dalai Lama, do you want to come along? And I knew ONE person in Seattle, that I hadn't seen for two years since going East, who gave me his address in our chance encounter at The Oregon Country Fair, and lived blocks from Seattle's Sakya Dharma Center.

We drove to the first scheduled event, got out of the car, and met Tibetan lamas coming out of a building where The Dalai Lama was holding a press conference. The lawn and hill in front of the building was the one I had seen in his mind's eye for seven years.They asked, "Would you use our camera to take our picture with The Dalai Lama? He's just coming out now." I said knowingly, "That's what we're here for". This photo was taken just after an hour after the girl in white pants and myself (top right corner of this photo) met the Dalai Lama, and the two Lamas to his right, Sakya Dagchen Rinpoche, and his brother Trinley Rinpoche. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. This picture was taken by a Seattle Buddhist photographer a few hours later.


  I am in the top right corner with a white hat, beard, and purple shirt, behind the girl in white pants. He gave me a copy of this photo when we became friends after I moved to Seattle the following week, when I learned that the Dalai Lama's brother-in-law, another high Lama lived in Seattle

I performed for The Lone Ranger (Clayton Moore,) and a spectator a magic trick in Las Vegas at The National Cable TV Trade Show. Featured in TV news stories in cities throughout the West coast, Magic Mike also magically mesmerized Buckminster Fuller, Ken Kesey, Frank Herbert, Tom Robbins, The Firesign Theatre The Grateful Dead, Little Feat, The Marshall Tucker Band, Charlie Daniels, Arlo Guthrie, Heart, Leon Redbone, Tom Waits, The Robert Cray Band, Chuck Mangione, Freddy Hubbard, The Outlaws, Dr. John, Captain Beefheart, Commander Cody, Flying Karamazovs, Norman Durkee, The Amazing Avner, and the cast of Northern Exposure. He was hired to entertain the press at the world premiers of "The Four Seasons," performing backstage for Alan Alda, and at "The Stuntman", performing for Steve Railsback and Barbara Hershey.
Magic Mike met The Dalai Lama of Tibet at secret mind yoga teachings given in Seattle, Vancouver, Madison, Pasadena, Santa Monica, and San Jose.
I performed for Boeing Computer Services (at the New York Computer Literacy Trade Show, which resulted in a feature story in The Exhibit Reporter), Commodore Computers (Vegas Consumer Electronics   Show), Coke Foods (Houston sales promotion), Schleigal Corporation (Los Angeles National Computer Conference), The National Cable TV Association Show in Las Vegas and New Orleans (resulted in a feature in National Trade Show & Exhibit Manager), The National Satellite Andy Rooney 60 MinutesShow in Nashville, The Western Satellite Show in Reno, the Northeastern Pennsylvania Industrial Show, Pacific Northwest Hotel Hospitality Show, a national story in Compaq's Hardcopy Magazine,

I was on CBS "60 Minutes" at New York Computer Showcase in New York for Boeing Computer Services, in 1983 with Andy Rooney (rarely smiling) who was lured to the booth. It's run almost a dozen times. from his demos at the Seattle Computer Showcase, where U.S. Congressman Rod Chandler (smiling) was lured to his client's booth, and the New York Computer Showcase got a New York Post story and a bit on CBS.?


They autographed this photo after I met them backstage at Seattle's Bumbershoot 1984

I met them in 1994 at their 25th Anniversary Reunion which opened in Seattle. I couched them at rehearsal on their lines, which only I fully remembered, and they had me make their "computer hat" out of balloons in the "bozos" skit.

They autographed this photo after I met them backstage at Seattle's Bumbershoot 1984I met them in 1994 at their 25th Anniversary Reunion which opened in Seattle. I couched them at rehearsal on their lines, which only I fully remembered, and they had me make their "computer hat" out of balloons in the "bozos" skit.and would one day meet The Dalai Lama, Ken Kesey, Tom Robbins, The Grateful Dead, The Firesign Theater, Arlo Guthrie, and a bunch of other celebrities. I told this to friends in Pennsylvania, I had know since childhood, in the 50's, that I would one day meet The Lone Ranger, too! By the way, Some of these things I knew ten, twenty, thirty years in advance somehow. I'm getting ahead of myself, but four years and 3000 miles later I found Ken Kesey standing next to me at a February 1976 concert in Oregon, three years after that I met The Dalai Lama in Seattle, after driving 300 miles from Oregon to meet him. This photo was taken just after an hour after the girl in white pants and myself (top right corner of this photo) met the Dalai Lama, and the two Lamas to his right, Sakya Dagchen Rinpoche, and his brother Trinley Rinpoche. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. This picture was taken by a Seattle Buddhist photographer a few hours later .I am in the top right corner with a white hat, beard, and purple shirt, behind the girl in white pants. He gave me a copy of this photo when we became friends after I moved to Seattle the following week, when I learned that the Dalai Lama's brother-in-law, another high Lama lived in Seattle. I traveled from Colorado to the Pacific Northwest in 1975, living in a 1947 SilverStreak camper that I had named, in large letterers on the back, "The Non-Vibrating DoDo Dome Spectacular", from Tom Robbins "Another Roadside Attraction." A ten years later I met Tom Robbins at a book signing. I made sure I was last and I did some magic for him and had him sign my treasured copy of "Another Roadside Attraction." He signed it, "To Magic Mike, who blew my mind." I met him two more times at a bar and we got to talk for a half hour over some beers. I met The Grateful Dead at their backstage door and hotel room, The Firesign Theater in their dressing room, and The Lone Ranger, in the mid 80's, in Las Vegas at a Cable TV Tradeshow where we both were booth attractions. I have found that I can meet anyone I want to by focusing my mind! You can do it too, if you practice.
I used to practice by mentally saying hello to people with their back to me when I was driving, trying to get them to turn and look at me before I passed them. More on that later later .However, I didn't know where any of this would happen, began dowsing, decided it was time to leave Pennsylvania in the last week of March 1974, and drove across the country with $400, and what fit in my car with a cat. I arrived in Colorado on April Fools Day and got a job three days later, in the emerging FM radio market, pioneering a mix of rock, blues, fusion, country swing, jazz, acoustic, bluegrass, and Firesign Theater. I helped start KTCL a new FM station in Fort Collins, which quickly became the most listened to station in Northern Colorado. Then I left for Oregon, doing the night show on 100,000 watt KZEL-FM in Eugene from 1975 to 1976, which Billboard Magazine voted the county's best progressive rock station while I was there. I began including a lot of Blues mixed with Rock. The phone rang constantly. I'd get off at 1:00AM and rush over to a local pub to listen to Robert Cray Band (when they were just a local group) and perform magic for the band and closing stragglers. I left that summer and camped 4 months my my cat in Washington, Utah, and Colorado's Rocky Mountains. While visiting family in Scranton in December of 1976, I accepted an offer to sell for WEZX-FM, another start-up station. I was made sales manager the next year. While I was gone, John Belushi came to Eugene, met the Cray Band, and stole my look. In the summer of 1978 I again felt that I needed to be in the Northwest to meet the Dalai Lama when he came, so I took a job as sales manager of KIDO AM/FM in Boise. I left when the owner killed it for a tax write off, and decided to move back to Eugene and wait. Everyone thought I was Belushi. I began to perform magic for a living, and I saw the total solar eclipse in the Spring of 1979. at the replica of Stonehenge, along the Washington Columbia River. The eclipse's totality was at 7:50am, and it was supposed to be a cloudy morning, but I deduced that it might be clear on the east side of the Cascade Mountain Range if most of the clouds would be held back by the cold of the morning peaks, so I left for the two hour drive and got there at 7:30am. The stone monuments were in a field on a western plateau overlooking the Columbia River. There was one big cloud covering the sun. I tried to start mentally burning a hole in the cloud and saw that a small break might drift over in time to see totality. I started to smile as a man saw the "I Believe In Magic" button I had, with stars and a comet, and said, "If you believe in magic, get rid of that cloud!" I said, "I'm working on the problem!", and just 15 seconds later that hole broke, just as totality totaled! The valley below began to ripple and shimmer as rarefied light, sparse rays escaping between the mountain peaks of the moon, played with the land and our minds. I remembered stories of the past, as the pale yellow glimmer rekindled old tales and genetic memories. I felt Antiquity! And I knew it signaled a big change about to happen. That September I heard on the radio that The Fourteenth Dalai Lama had arrived in the country for the first time (there have been fourteen reincarnations of the Ocean of Wisdom and Compassion Lama, found and reinstalled as the greatest teacher of Tibet). I followed the news for two weeks until I tracked the closest city on the tour. I didn't still think it would happen, and I was having an ad agency trying to sell some ideas for TV commercials to a bank. Should I leave, and will I get through to him, and do I really want to go now, if it's just a situation of seeing him from afar, IS IT WORTH IT? I decide to throw the I Ching, which I do rarely, so it's meaning isn't diluted. I got a hexagram that was also the same hexagram of that week of the Taoist calendar, beginning his first day in Seattle, AND had the explanation "Cosmic Grace Incarnate", which I took to mean His Holiness, so I said to a friend, I'm going to meet the Dalai Lama, do you want to come along? And I knew ONE person in Seattle, that I hadn't seen for two years since going East, who gave me his address in our chance encounter at The Oregon Country Fair, and lived blocks from Seattle's Sakya Dharma Center. We drove to the first scheduled event, got out of the car, and met Tibetan lamas coming out of a building where The Dalai Lama was holding a press conference. The lawn and hill in front of the building was the one I had seen in his mind's eye for seven years.They asked, "Would you use our camera to take our picture with The Dalai Lama? He's just coming out now." I said knowingly, "That's what we're here for". This photo was taken just after an hour after the girl in white pants and myself (top right corner of this photo) met the Dalai Lama, and the two Lamas to his right, Sakya Dagchen Rinpoche, and his brother Trinley Rinpoche. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. We were the only ones around. We got out of the car, walked to a door I'm was getting a strong feeling for, just as the door opens, the two Lamas come out, hand us their camera, and ask us to take their picture with The Dalai Lama. This picture was taken by a Seattle Buddhist photographer a few hours later.


  I am in the top right corner with a white hat, beard, and purple shirt, behind the girl in white pants. He gave me a copy of this photo when we became friends after I moved to Seattle the following week, when I learned that the Dalai Lama's brother-in-law, another high Lama lived in Seattle. I traveled from Colorado to the Pacific Northwest in 1975, living in a 1947 SilverStreak camper that I had named, in large letterers on the back, "The Non-Vibrating DoDo Dome Spectacular", from Tom Robbins "Another Roadside Attraction." A ten years later I met Tom Robbins at a book signing. I made sure I was last and I did some magic for him and had him sign my treasured copy of "Another Roadside Attraction." He signed it, "To Magic Mike, who blew my mind." I met him two more times at a bar and we got to talk for a half hour over some beers. I met The Grateful Dead at their backstage door and hotel room, The Firesign Theater in their dressing room, and The Lone Ranger, in the mid 80's, in Las Vegas at a Cable TV Tradeshow where we both were booth attractions. I have found that I can meet anyone I want to by focusing my mind! You can do it too, if you practice.
I used to practice by mentally saying hello to people with their back to me when I was driving, trying to get them to turn and look at me before I passed them. More on that later later.

However, I didn't know where any of this would happen, began dowsing, decided it was time to leave Pennsylvania in the last week of March 1974, and drove across the country with $400, and what fit in my car with a cat. I arrived in Colorado on April Fools Day and got a job three days later, in the emerging FM radio market, pioneering a mix of rock, blues, fusion, country swing, jazz, acoustic, bluegrass, and Firesign Theater. I helped start KTCL a new FM station in Fort Collins, which quickly became the most listened to station in Northern Colorado. Then I left for Oregon, doing the night show on 100,000 watt KZEL-FM in Eugene from 1975 to 1976, which Billboard Magazine voted the county's best progressive rock station while I was there. I began including a lot of Blues mixed with Rock. The phone rang constantly. I'd get off at 1:00AM and rush over to a local pub to listen to Robert Cray Band (when they were just a local group) and perform magic for the band and closing stragglers. I left that summer and camped 4 months my my cat in Washington, Utah, and Colorado's Rocky Mountains. While visiting family in Scranton in December of 1976, I accepted an offer to sell for WEZX-FM, another start-up station. I was made sales manager the next year. While I was gone, John Belushi came to Eugene, met the Cray Band, and stole my look. In the summer of 1978 I again felt that I needed to be in the Northwest to meet the Dalai Lama when he came, so I took a job as sales manager of KIDO AM/FM in Boise. I left when the owner killed it for a tax write off, and decided to move back to Eugene and wait. Everyone thought I was Belushi. I began to perform magic for a living, and I saw the total solar eclipse in the Spring of 1979. at the replica of Stonehenge, along the Washington Columbia River. The eclipse's totality was at 7:50am, and it was supposed to be a cloudy morning, but I deduced that it might be clear on the east side of the Cascade Mountain Range if most of the clouds would be held back by the cold of the morning peaks, so I left for the two hour drive and got there at 7:30am. The stone monuments were in a field on a western plateau overlooking the Columbia River. There was one big cloud covering the sun. I tried to start mentally burning a hole in the cloud and saw that a small break might drift over in time to see totality. I started to smile as a man saw the "I Believe In Magic" button I had,   with stars and a comet, and said, "If you believe in magic, get rid of that cloud!" I said, "I'm working on the problem!", and just 15 seconds later that hole broke, just as totality totaled! The valley below began to ripple and shimmer as rarefied light, sparse rays escaping between the mountain peaks of the moon, played with the land and our minds. I remembered stories of the past, as the pale yellow glimmer rekindled old tales and genetic memories. I felt Antiquity! And I knew it signaled a big change about to happen. That September I heard on the radio that The Fourteenth Dalai Lama had arrived in the country for the first time (there have been fourteen reincarnations of the Ocean of Wisdom and Compassion Lama, found and reinstalled as the greatest teacher of Tibet). I followed the news for two weeks until I tracked the closest city on the tour. I didn't still think it would happen, and I was having an ad agency trying to sell some ideas for TV commercials to a bank. Should I leave, and will I get through to him, and do I really want to go now, if it's just a situation of seeing him from afar, IS IT WORTH IT? I decide to throw the I Ching, which I do rarely, so it's meaning isn't diluted. I got a hexagram that was also the same hexagram of that week of the Taoist calendar, beginning his first day in Seattle, AND had the explanation "Cosmic Grace Incarnate", which I took to mean His Holiness, so I said to a friend, I'm going to meet the Dalai Lama, do you want to come along? And I knew ONE person in Seattle, that I hadn't seen for two years since going East, who gave me his address in our chance encounter at The Oregon Country Fair, and lived blocks from Seattle's Sakya Dharma Center. We drove to the first scheduled event, got out of the car, and met Tibetan lamas coming out of a building where The Dalai Lama was holding a press conference. The lawn and hill in front of the building was the one I had seen in his mind's eye for seven years.They asked, "Would you use our camera to take our picture with The Dalai Lama? He's just coming out now." I said knowingly, "That's what we're here for". With highest marks in Geometry, Chemistry, and Physics, they seemed like fun puzzles to solve, I thought science was a place for my career. It was a hard choice between MIT, Princeton (I drove over after my sixteenth birthday to check out Einstein's old office), Drexel, and Penn State. In 1965 I chose Penn State's Chemical Engineering and Physics rocket propulsion program because they also had a radio station, and I had studied Top 40 AM radio since I was 13 years old. Deciding I didn't like math, I transferred into Broadcasting and began working at college station WDFM, (1st stereo FM radio station), where I was one of the first people to play "Alice's Restaurant", The Grateful Dead, and Pink Floyd. (I would later meet Arlo Guthrie in Eugene, Arlo's brother in Berkeley, and The Grateful Dead backstage and in their hotel room in Seattle and Hartford.) I became production director, and wrote and produced a ten week, farce, cliff-hanger, mystery, comedy series called "The Adventures Of Super Stater". I turned in one episode the first week of my senior radio production class, taught by the department head, a tough, feared, red haired, Hermione Gingold look-a-like named Lillian "Doc" Preston. She played it for the class and told me to get out, and not bother coming to class for the next nine weeks, she was giving me a grade of A for the term! Ha hah ha ha ha. Someone said to me later that year my shows sounded like a group in California called The Firesign Theater. Selected for a scholarship intern program with Westinghouse Broadcasting at KDKA Radio (the first radio station) & TV in Pittsburgh, I transformed the observer program, writing and scheduling all KDKA TV's on-air promotion. Upon graduation in 1969, I became promotion director at NBC affiliate WBRE-TV (first color TV station). I left to join my father's company, where I seemed to excel in sales.


   However, after three years off the air, I missed being creative. I found "Be Here Now"and "The Tibetan Book Of The Dead". When I was six, while my parents slept I crept downstairs and watched the TV late show one Saturday night. I saw the 1937 Frank Capra classic "The Lost Horizon", fictional portrayal of the land of Shambala and the Dalai Lama. I felt that I knew these monks of knowledge myself, somehow. But then, I felt that somehow I knew The Lone Ranger too, so, no way, right? The next day, it came to me that there were books on ancient knowledge of how to fly and turn invisible so while my parents still slept, I got on a bus and went to the library. The librarian pointed me to the magic section. I guess neither of us knew the word "metaphysics". Years later, when I finally learned the word at the age of 22 years, I found "The Tibetan Book of The Dead", it referenced the Dalai Lama, and I remembered what I wanted to learn when I was six. During a meditational insight in 1972, I felt I would have a future connection with The Dalai Lama of Tibet in the general vicinity of the Pacific Northwest United States. I had also found Tom Robbins book "Another Roadside Attraction." I weighed this for two years and decided to act on it, heading West in 1974, knowing that I would become a well known DJ and magician,

The Lone Ranger and Magic Mike at Cable TV Trade Show
The Lone Ranger loved my card tricks at The National Cable TV Show in Las Vegas.
ken kesy
Ken Kesey, writer of One Flew Over The Cookoo's Nest and Sometimes A Great Notion, enjoyed my magic at many Oregon Country Fairs and we became friends.

and would one day meet The Dalai Lama, Ken Kesey, Tom Robbins, The Grateful Dead, The Firesign Theater, Arlo Guthrie, and a bunch of other celebrities. I told this to friends in Pennsylvania, I had know since childhood, in the 50's, that I would one day meet The Lone Ranger, too! By the way, Some of these things I knew ten, twenty, thirty years in advance somehow. I'm getting ahead of myself, but four years and 3000 miles later I found Ken Kesey standing next to me at a February 1976 concert in Oregon, three years after that I met The Dalai Lama in Seattle, after driving 300 miles from Oregon to meet him.

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