The beat began with the insistence of a trip-hammerchunga-chunga-thump, chunga-chunga-thump. There stood Gary Lewis before the TV cameras, slapping his thighs giddap fashion as he Jet loose with a whine that reverberated-ated-ated like a struck gong Then the three Playboys chimed in with a shivering "Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa" Enter a rampaging electric organ, a cascade of tambourines, an explosion of drums ... But wait. Where was all this sound coming from? And Singer Lewishis lips seemed out of focus.
They were. And so were the producers of last week's Emmy awards TV show for trying to pass off this performance as...
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