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Page 1 of 194 Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 2 of 194 THIS IS “THE GANG SHOW” by RALPH READER Here is the Story, right from the beginning. Here are pages of hints to Producers and Performers. Here are songs and sketches all ready for use. But above all, here you can meet the people who made it all possible, who cared for it and helped it to reach its quarter of a century. And here are the Ideals behind this world—wide brotherhood inside a Brotherhood who wear a Red Scarf WITH A FOREWORD BY GALE PEDRICK C. ARTHUR PEARSON LTD. TOWER HOUSE, SOUTHAMPTON STREET LONDON, W.C.2 Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 3 of 194 The Scala Theatre, London. Home of the Original London Gang Shows. Circa. 1933 Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 4 of 194 Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 5 of 194 CONTENTS PART ONE 1 THE “GANG SHOW” STORY 2. THE SHOW THAT STARTED IT 3. THE SHOWS GO ON 4. THE SHOW IS FILMED PART TWO 5. THE WAR AND THE GANG PART THREE 6. THE SHOW IS ON AGAIN 7. THE SHOW MEETS “NAMES” 8. GANG SHOWS OUT OF LONDON PART FOUR 9. WRITING THE SHOW 10 REHEARSING THE SHOW 11 PRODUCING THE SHOW 12. THE CRITICS OF THE SHOW 13. THE GROUP SHOW 14. THE BACKROOM BOYS 15 HIGHLIGHTS 16 LOOKING BACK ON THE GANG SHOW PART FIVE 17. A LAYOUT FOR A GROUP SHOW Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 6 of 194 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE NUMBER Original Dust Cover 1 Scala Theatre London. (Original Drawing) 3 Ralph Reader C.B.E. 5 Mexico (from Gang Show Film) 13 Another Scene from Gang Show Film 14 Ralph enjoys a cigar joke with Sir Winston 56 Churchill, President Eisenhower, and Monty. National Service. circa 1956 58 Ralph & the Pensioners in the R.A.F.Gang Show 67 Southland R.A.F. Gang Show circa 1946 67 First Act Finale R.A.F. Gang Show 68 Stoll Theatre, London. circa 1946 H.M. the Queen with Ralph at the 1954 Gang Show 70 Homeward Bound 1956 94 Some of the Gang Show Personalities 96.97.98 Ralph shows the Belfast Gang Show a new step 122 A Tense Moment at Dress Rehearsal 122 Don,Syd,and Dink in Services Calling circa 1956 124 Dark Town Jubilee. circa 1956 134 Swing Along by the Zuider Zee circa 1956 135 The Story of Gang Show (Drawing) circa 1950 192 Ralph Reader, Montage of Pictures 193 Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 7 of 194 FOREWORD By every rule in the book, the story of Ralph Reader should to tell than that of any other man I know. The highlights could not be more clearly defined. Success on Broadway at the age of twenty-one. (“Watch Ralph Reader,” said the New York Times.) Success at home in England as leading man to glamorous leading ladies (Anna Neagle and Frances Day among them), and as a producer of long, even historic, runs at Drury Lane and the London Hippodrome. A distinguished war record (the full story of which cannot, because of security, be told even now)—and an M.B.E. to remind him of it. An unrivalled reputation as the creator of the Scout “ Gang Show,” the greatest theatrical certainty of the year. The appointment as one of the Chief Scout’s Commissioners—and, apart from being the Chief Scout (Lord Rowallan) himself, or his Deputy, you can’t get any higher in the movement. On the face of it, could anything be more admirable and less complicated? But the truth is that here is only half the story and the intriguing thing about it is one’s suspicion that the other half matters most. Enigmatic is positively the last word one could think of applying to Reader. His own attitude to life is so uncompromisingly candid, enthusiastic— even ingenuous. In case you should think I am posing a mystery where none exists, let me try to give you a picture of Ralph Reader as I know him. In the first place, then, he does not run true to type; I think it is fair to say that a stranger meeting Ralph Reader or the first time would never ‘‘ place him as a man of the theatre. Still less would they suspect him of being an actor-producer who has seen his name glittering in the brightest of lights above the foyers of theatres in London and New York. It is more than likely that they would get the picture completely out of focus from the start. You will rarely see him lunching or dining fashionably in restaurants where the current headliners of entertainment like to see and be seen. You might, on the other hand, find him sharing mugs of coffee and a plate of hot-dogs with half a dozen youngsters who call him “ Skip” and for whom the theatre before Oklahoma is a closed book. If they do address him by his first name, he knows it- will be “Ralph” as spelt he cannot bear the more pretentious “Rafe.” This is one of his few fads. And on Sundays, when most men and women in entertainment put their feet up, or add to their bank balances by giving Sunday concerts or recording their week-day radio shows, where will you be likely to find this most unorthodox member of the profession? In the pulpit—or talking to youngsters Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 8 of 194 who have somehow or other found themselves in trouble, and are now being taught a new approach to life and its problems in the L.C.C.’s reform schools. And when the cynics ask what business a showman has (and a showman he most certainly is) with spiritual matters, the only answer is—well, take him, or leave him, that’s Ralph Reader. A man with a genuine and consuming interest in young people and the way they use their lives. You would not call him a subtle man. Those uproarious” Gang Show” sketches are based on a down—to—earth slapstick which is practically fool proof. When he writes a tune—and he has written some corkers—they are, like “Stepping Out,” or “Riding Along on the Crest of the Wave,” the kind you whistle not for days, but over the years. I have no doubt that from his own point of view Reader’s progress has been simplicity itself. Setbacks from time to time, and disappointments—yes: but a pretty straightforward Journey all the same, from one goal to another. But to the onlooker, a life not without its contradictions. Ralph has a racy, eager way of talking. When I knew he was writing this book I begged him to forget the tyranny of punctuation and the niceties of composition. You will find that the story bubbles along as though the words are tumbling over one another. If he hadn’t written as he speaks and as he thinks—well, it wouldn’t have been Ralph. I once asked Ralph why he’d never married. “I realise I’ve missed a good deal,’ he said, “but with my Scouting life and my life in the theatre, it would have been plain double—bigamy I GALE PEDRICK Written by: Ralph Reader C.B.E. copyright; 1957 Page 9 of 194 PART ONE 1 The “Gang Show” Story The “Gang Show” story! So at last it’s going to be told. The story of its conception; the pangs of its initial birth; the nursing and the upbringing; the sorting-out of its critics; the handling of those who would have jumped on the wagon once it became established and the shooing away of hangers-on (who cling to anything that is going places like barnacles on a ship’s bottom). The story of a trickle of Holborn Rovers in a one- night stand at the London Central Y.M.C.A., turning into a flood-tide of hitherto unheard-of success, storming the citadel of the London Palladium and being honoured by a Royal Command Performance. It is the story of faith, enthusiasm, and loyalty which spread across the world, conquering radio, television gramophone recordings and a feature film. It put a new word into Scouting and that word was “Gang.” It revolutionised Scout entertainment. Gone was the “Scout Concert.” From the smallest hamlet to the largest cities of the world, the Boy Scouts’ annual performance in every village and town became known as a “GANG SHOW.” From a small profit in the year of 1932, the sum of £130.00 came a torrent of “returns,” which is now known to have exceeded substantially the half-million mark. 1932, and that morning of October 20th, when Geoff Birch‘phoned me at lunch-time to say that the scenery had arrived at the theatre, but none of it could be used ! Without hat or coat I rushed to the Scala . When I got home early next morning I discovered I hadn’t even stopped to replace the telephone receiver. The opening number in that first show with the “Policemen” and the call-boy pushing them on the stage and suddenly discovering that the one he had to push the hardest was a REAL policeman on duty. That first-of-all-shows when the principals entered in an old hansom-cab drawn by a very ancient horse.