Nick Tosches and Allan Melvin: Same Guy?

Doing research for a recent post about country/twist records, I pulled from the bookshelf my copy of the Nick Tosches'  "The Unsung Heroes of Rock 'n' Roll."  A trip to this particular corner of the library also induced me to pick up and flip through "Where Dead Voices Gather," Tosches' 2001 biography of Georgia-born minstrel singer Emmett Miller, where I spied the author's dust-jacket portrait, which is the middle of the 3 photos seen above.  That's Allan Melvin on the left and right.

Despite having seen Tosches' photo many times before, I was suddenly struck by his close resemblance to the hilarious character actor Allan Melvin, who died about five months ago just shy of his 85th birthday.  Melvin was a TV regular for several decades.  By the time he landed the role of Sgt. Charley Hacker on Gomer Pyle, USMC, he had already appeared on The Phil Silvers Show (known as Sgt. Bilko in syndication), Route 66, McHale's Navy, The Andy Griffith Show, and The Dick Van Dyke Show to name but a few.  His work as the scheming Sgt. Hacker on Gomer Pyle will always be regarded as his finest role, at least in my house.  The character of Sgt. Hacker had but one purpose on the show and that was to serve as a foil for Gomer's perpetually beleaguered commanding officer, Sgt. Carter (played by the great Frank Sutton, a gifted comedic actor himself).  Here's something you can take to the bank: anytime you see Sgt. Hacker in a given episode, watching it will be time well-spent.  Here's a link to a YouTube clip of Allan Melvin in action as Sgt. Hacker.

After the jump: a plea for author Nick Tosches to be less of a show-off.

I realize that Gomer Pyle fans are not frequently noted for their intellectual prowess.  Hell, I freely admit that I'm no exception.  Nevertheless, since I've already mentioned Nick Tosches, I will take advantage of this opportunity to whine about his occasional tendency to self-indulgently inflict absolutely unreadable passages on his readers.  Please see the paragraph on the right, taken from page 236 of "Where Dead Voices Gather," and see if you can make heads or tails of it.

The maddening thing is that when he's not making liberal use of such impenetrable prose (chthonic sacrarium??), there is probably not a finer writer anywhere.  I just wish an editor somewhere would reign him in a bit from time to time and gently remind him that a writer's job is to communicate, not obfuscate.

Comments

[Listener bkd]

Dude, that's the Necronomicon there. Oh sure, it's been encoded in the pages of a book about musicians, but sure enough, those are the keys to freeing eldritch beings from beyond space and time.

[Parq]

On a less cerebral note, I'm not familiar with Tosches, but the last time I watched "An American in Paris", I was completely befuddled by the resemblance between Melvin and Oscar Levant.

[Krys O.]

Tosches more closely resembles Buster Keaton, my son.

[Dale Hazelton]

Frank Sutton was great in Marty. I always felt that he was a good dramatic actor (in that Twilight Zone or Quinn Martin sort of way) trapped in a dumb spinoff with a laughtrack on it. He probably had no problems cashing the checks, however. My vote is for Keaton, too.

[Holmes!]

There is a Melvin/Tosches resemblance, but I think you'd have to add in about 30% Ray Wise to make the resemblance complete.

[Listener Kliph]

Krys, Buster Keaton is your son? How old are you!?

[Dave the Spazz]

I was wondering how many posts it would take before you mentioned Frank Sutton.

[Listener Greg G.]

More on Frank Sutton later. For now though I have to say that for such a committed Frank-ophile I have been displaying remarkable restraint.

[Nash Roads]

The other day a friend showed me these too-good-to-be-true Emmett Miller clips on youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8vPouZBInI

[Listener #109577]

I've seen at least one more-than-35-years-ago picture of Tosches that looked nothing like that, but I confess that his present phiz does indeed closely resemble that of the late Mr. Melvin. Where your bulletin crumbles into carborundum of a medium most mendaciously axe-grinding, however, is in the postscript where you fail to recognize the excellence -- nay, the brilliance! -- of Nick's (if I may, and I think I may) command of comic, post-Beat, pre-Apocalyptic prose in the service of an occasional dramatic effect. I mean, reeally!

[Clyde]

You think that's bad, what about "King of the Jews"?

[jannewyork]

wait a minute. Tosches' face collapsed because he lost weight. and why are you
not thankful for his vocabulary? ignivomous? flaming vomit? it's perfect. get a dictionary...